I got a haircut!
(Before the cut.)
Oh yes, that scary word. You know what I mean...you go to the stylist praying that he/she can understand you and can read your mind perfectly when you're trying to explain how you want your hair to look, and it just doesn't even come close to what you had envisioned.
And who doesn't dream of that perfect cut that somehow magically changes their entire life the minute they walk out of the salon? And it must also magically look amazing all the time without doing much to it. Oh yes, I am that girl.
Well, I admit that it doesn't really look like what I had envisioned, and there wasn't a Jaguar waiting outside the salon for me when I got done, so life hasn't changed that much. But, right now I love my stylist!
It's me with better hair!