I'm going to run for office.
Sorry, that's not even remotely true. I just felt like I needed to put something dramatic there so you didn't feel like this announcement was a major letdown.
I'm just cutting my hair.
No big deal to any of you, but a big change for me.
Actually, it's not even that major of a change, I'll just be losing several inches of the hair that I've been growing out for the past year and a half.
Clayton is not happy, but this had to happen. I am not the girl who can whip her hair back and forth and look like a Victoria's Secret model. My tresses are less Gisele Bundchen and more Ozzy Osbourne.
Actually, that's not fair to Ozzy. I think his hair might be thicker than mine.
I've been making hair mood boards for over a month now, and I think some people stopped following me on Pinterest because they were just like, "OMG STOP WITH THE HAIR PICTURES BEFORE WE COME OVER AND SHAVE YOUR HEAD FOR YOU."
I live by the "go big or go home" philosophy and was ready to just cut it ALL off, but after considering my lifestyle and the fact that I want to stay married, I opted to at least keep it long enough for a pony tail ...
... for now.
We'll see how this goes. I've read that women who go for shorter hair eventually get addicted to taking a little more and more off each time. We'll see.
Current hair length:
(This picture was taken only 2 weeks ago, but my hair could very well be a little bit longer already because it grows like a weed.)
Lauren Conrad can do no wrong in my eyes.
My hair appointment is tomorrow a.m. Let's see how this goes. It could either turn out amazing and change my beauty routine for the better ...
... or totally ruin Christmas.
For all we know, I might chicken out.
I'm sure I'll chicken out.
But maybe I won't.
Remember that time I blogged about a bezoar?