Because "warrior monk" is far more groovy than GI Jane, a reference I've heard a lot today. The highlights of my day (shockingly) involved Molly. Early this morning she wanted a mommy-invented story, so I told her the story of how "mama's cutting off her hair to save fishies." She insisted that I add a monster. So, much to my own amusement, I threw in a monster. Named Halliburton. And I cackled. But she insisted the monster was actually a Bad Mike Wazowski.
Later, when the last swipe of the clippers had completed my crew cut, she yelled, "Mommy! You look BEAUTIFUL." It was ridiculously sweet.
And I have to say, it is pretty damn cute.
I did this before- Thirteen? Fifteen? years ago. But then I was accompanied by my BFF during the Pittsburgh days, one Mr. Jack Daniels. And I was rounder, and I'm sad to say there are no photos of that.
Mmm. I feel all light and zen and fluffy. A cleansed, pure kind of fluffy.
Things I have adamantly decided NOT to examine:
1. Am I a lame-ass for reinforcing idiotic gender rules like "girls don't have short hair!" "Gawk at the butch chick! ZOMG"
2. I should have gone shorter; it's not drastic enough. Apparently since it turns out I like it I feel guilty or something. Only I DON'T because not examining.
so. LALALALALA fun day of environmental hope paired with salon silliness.
Very much thanks to all salons that are pitching in- here are the ones I know for sure are collecting hair:
Through The Looking Glass, in St. Albans
Spa Elements, Charleston, West Side
712, Charleston, Downtown
Hair Fashion, Charleston, Downtown
If you need a trim, please stop by one of these fine businesses.