This could explain why getting my hair cut is something that requires a little bit of planning. If I have an appointment with a stylist (like I did on Saturday), I also have an appointment with my computer, to spend several days pouring over images of hairstyles, from online makeover sites to celebrities who look like they might possibly have comparably thick and bushy hair. Because it doesn't matter how much I like this haircut:
My hair won't do that. Or maybe it would, if I put in 15 minutes or more of effort every morning. But that's just not an investment of time I'm willing to make. That's valuable spinning and knitting time!
No, a rebel pixie cut is not the direction my hair is going at the moment. So after hemming and hawing, and searching for something 'different' to do, I decided to just continue to grow my hair a little longer. I have some bangs, or fringe to Ms. Knightley, that are already started to grow out due to lack of trimming. The rest of my hair also just needed some cleaning. As the stylist said, my ends were screaming. They needed to be put out of their misery.
So what I ended up with is something a little more like:
Now that this monumentally important decision is made, I can move onto the next great debate: choosing a nail polish color...