And Now For Something Completely Different

Yesterday I was getting myself all gussied up for this weekend, because I will definitely be having my picture taken at the wedding once again and I want to look my best. So, I had appointments to get my eyebrows and hair done. The eyebrow appointment went smoothly, no different from the other hundred times I’ve gotten them done. Nothing special there. But the haircut, now there’s a tiny bit of a story that I’m expanding because I have nothing really to talk about and still no damn batteries for the camera.

At first, when I made the appointment, I was just planning on going in for a trim, but yesterday during the day I decided maybe it was time for something different. Something less the same as it has been since I was 22. Something fun, funky, even trendy. So that’s what I told my hair stylist. She said, “okay, maybe some more layers and shorter around the face, and we’ll take off a little of the length but leave it long enough so that you can still pull it back”.

“Fun” I replied. “Let’s do it”

So, she went about cutting and we were chatting about the summer, what her kids are doing, the wedding this weekend (she knows Aaron too, she used to cut his hair), and other various topics. She dried and styled my hair and turned me around to face the mirror.

“Great” I said. “Perfect!”

But I was lying.

Because it’s not something completely different. It’s the same damn haircut I got the last time. I’m thinking either she may not know how to give me a different cut (which does look good, but which is the same damn hairstyle I’ve had since I was 22) or she knows that this cut looks best on me and is refusing to do something that will look bad. I’d show you a picture, but since I don’t have any batteries in my camera, just look at the previous haircut post and the picture I posted the last time I got a haircut. Because it’s the same haircut. Gah!