I have been bored with my hair lately and decided I needed a change. I went in with plans of a different hair color, but then started playing around with the idea it was time to donate my hair again (this would be my 3rd time). After much contemplating, squinching my eyes closed, and holding my breathe, my hair was chopped off.
I don't have any good before pictures since it was unplanned. The most current is the one below from this weekend (cropped of course). This is with my hair pulled in to puppy dog ears, but it might give you an idea of how long it was--oh, ignore the funny face, I was going over a couple of rocks.
This is the only after right now. I come home with helmet head, so I won't let my husband take any pics. Over the weekend I will get some pics.
