I just could not cope with the strange masses of personality disordered chemo curls anymore. I caught myself with scissors to my hair more than once and I realized it was time to go to a professional! I was totally geek without the chic.
I'm tired of being the weird woman at the grocery store (the only public place I go to) with bed head and mismatching colours. Before this cancer junk I was cute! And I had style! My friends used to call me the style guru. Oh what a sad state I've fallen into.
Unfortunately the haircut didn't fix my head. It's still puffy and doesn't look like me. And I look a little crazy in this after photo. No worries, though, I think I am a little crazy.
8 comments:
Crazy is fun. I think you look fabulous.
I look really silly with a fringe. I think you look great!
My hair does it's own thing and I just try to go along with it.
I like the dramatic bangs! I've had to start straightening mine with a flat iron bc they're SOOOO curly lately!
Bangs are good! No more hair in the eyes...yay!
You pull off those bangs much better than I would have. My last hair crisis I did my own bangs. I'm still recovering. I don't think I've looked so bad since that time I was 6 and tried to remove gum from my bangs by cutting out a perfect triangle of hair.
My mother cried for weeks.
I really like yours! Looks great.
I like the bangs! you look fabulous!
Thanks everybody. That's so sweet. I think I'm starting to mentally adjust to them now.
Crazy cute you are!
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