So this week after scooping my hair up into yet another ponytail/bun I decided that it's beyond time a I got a haircut! So decision made I booked into the first hairdressers I saw and told them they could "go to town"... this involved an anxious 3-4 day wait and building anxiety and trepidation.
You see - I'm pretrified of hairdressers... not entirely sure why? It may have something to do with the 'home haircuts' my mum gave me as a kid? Part of it too is the thought of parting with a ridiculous amount of money and then not liking it...
So I talked about it - palyed around with an app on my phone...
|This was a favourite on Twitter when I sought advice...|
|This is what I told my 4 year old I was getting done... lol|
Anyways - I did it - it's done - I don't particularly like it - but meh... it will grow back.
I took "before" and "after" pics -