I decided that since I had an interview coming up in the new year I would do something about my hippie looks. Sasha told me I had to put a photo up so she would know who I was when I went to pick her up at the airport. I figured since I was taking one anyway I might as well post it so you all know who I am the next time you see me. The woman who cut my hair was really cool - she took the tail off and wrapped it up so I could send it to Locks of Love, although it seems I might not meet the ten inch requirement (yes, you can insert joke here if you like). There were also lots of random hair-cutting accoutrements to make it extra swanky. Very cool. About half way through I started to think 'oh, god - what have I done?!' but by the time it was over I was pretty OK with the whole thing. I'm probably not even going to be pissy if I don't get the job this haircut was ostensibly for. Probably.
