I was correcting papers and reading Marx late last night. I had been begging Werty all weekend to cut my hair. So, finally, I put the pen down and he cut my hair. Usually, he cuts my hair when its nice and wet and stretchy. Cutting it when it's barely damp was an experiment - and it ended up being a lot shorter. (The shortest layer ends at my ear.) I think I like it.
Two more days until my brother comes home!
4 comments:
Wow! It is short. I think I like it too, it looks fun.
Nice! Also nice that you actually trust that man with scissors near your hair...I have yet to meet someone besides a stylist I would trust to cut my hair. ;)
revenge of the spaghetti, ahhhhh!
Short but still cute!
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