I have been trying to grow my hair out for a while now. My reasons are:
-To be able to throw it in a pony tail without blow-drying it
-Easy summer hair--get out of the pool and lounge around with no weird curl things around my face
-I swore to myself when Eva was born that the next time I was in labor I would be able to put my hair in a ponytail.
-To look like Melanie Wilson, Elizabeth Kartchner, Mandy Moore, and other long-haired beauties
-To see if I could do it
I am never very successful with doing this because I get too antsy to cut it. I did it for my wedding, and a few months later I chopped it off again. I HATE the middle phase (where I am right now) and no matter how much I look at girls with beautiful long hair and try to convince myself that with a little more patience I could be them, I still want to cut it.
My itch for a new hairstyle has only increased with my new-found access to television. Everyone on television is pretty and it makes me want to be cuter. (Another reason I will never have cable in my own house. Of course, that doesn't stop me from taking advantage of it at my parents' house or in hotels.) So...I am cutting my hair today.
My increasing size makes me feel increasingly less attractive, so I really NEED something new and fresh and cute about myself. So at 1:45pm I am heading to a salon for an appointment with my Mom's hairdresser, a Chinese woman named Trang. I hope she speaks English enough for me to tell her my stipulations--no A-line cuts, and no short bangs. I do have a picture to show her,
so hopefully that will make the communication process easier. And yes, when I achieve the above hairstyle, I will definitely walk around with that sexy "come hither" look on my face, permanently. The new me: seductive, cute-haired, and pregnant. Pictures to follow.