When you’re me and you go six months without a haircut (which I regularly do, and sometimes it is much longer than six months but that’s how long it had been this time), and you are pregnant so things that bother you Really Bother You, there will come a day that the hair on your neck makes you INSANE and you are moments away from going into the bathroom with scissors and clippers and pulling a Robin Tunney in Empire Records. It’s pretty bad, you guys, because DIY short hair never looks good, at least not if you are me. Trust me, I have tested it many, many times.
That day was yesterday. I survived. This morning I went and paid someone else to chop my hair off.
And it was good. Though I am going to have to re-train my bangs to lay to the side as I attempt to grow them out. And my goodness, something must be done about my eyebrows.