She asked me how short I wanted to go, I showed her, and her eyes got big. I said, "don't worry about it. I figure I can be a harvester for hair for Locks of Love."
And this is the end result (yes, I like it)
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Over 16 inches gone....
That's right. Last night I stopped into a salon, and I was asked, "do you want to donate?" Of course, knowing they were a Locks of Love salon, I said, "SURE!" She fastened my long locks into two ponytails and then - CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! They were gone. My hair was (then) shoulder length.
She asked me how short I wanted to go, I showed her, and her eyes got big. I said, "don't worry about it. I figure I can be a harvester for hair for Locks of Love."
And this is the end result (yes, I like it)
She asked me how short I wanted to go, I showed her, and her eyes got big. I said, "don't worry about it. I figure I can be a harvester for hair for Locks of Love."
And this is the end result (yes, I like it)
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