Happy Monday, lovelies.
Today, I have a confession to make:
I'm afraid of short hair.
Yupp, not sure when I determined this, but I've always felt like short hair is just not meant for me.
Fortunately, my hair grows super fast and as all hairstylists recommend (sarcasm), I rarely cut my hair, so it's pretty much always been long.
In high school, we would have an annual assembly where girls could donate 10 inches of their hair to Looks Like Me, a foundation that makes wigs for cancer patients.
My freshman year I decided that I was determined to participate at some point during my 4 years of high school, but that I needed to grow my hair out good and long before I made the big cut.
Now, to show you how serious this fear of short hair is, I've dug out a picture of my hair at it's longest.
Guys, it's pretty bad. I didn't even realize how abnormally long my hair was.
But to give evidence to my fear, here it goes:
So anywho, I donated my hair and got it back to a socially acceptable length.
Not to mention, I found a cause that I was passionate about. I have a lot of hair, we're talking suuper thick and grows crazy fast. So if I can help someone going through a tragic time in their life by donating some hair that I'm going to cut anyway? Seems like a pretty great deal to me.
So when my hair was growing super long again, I decided it was time to donate again.
I posted this back in September, and got a pretty big push for the idea:
Take my fear of short hair into consideration, and you probably won't be surprised that I waited quite a few months before making the big cut.
But I finally did! :)
And I am happy to report that, while this is by far the shortest my hair has ever been,
I love it!
And I hope that whoever ends up with my hair on her head loves it too.
First thing on my 2013 Bucket List officially checked off!
Let's make this an awesome week, shall we?