For some reason I deleted my last hair appointment from my calendar, but I have a habit of taking a photo and texting it to my mom after each appointment (we're very close, okay? we deal with living 7 hours away from each other in our own way), so I figured it out.
It's been almost 6 weeks since my last haircut. I had an appointment for a cut scheduled for today, but I cancelled it.
These pictures are making me rethink the decision to grow it out a little.
The memories of doing battle with it this morning to get it to not look like a rat's nest are not.
And yes, I totally ripped this off of dooce.
