Haircut

Normally, I wouldn't be posting about

the fact that I have a new haircut. However, this one

is special. It's significant because I did it myself.

While you and I may know loads of people who

chop their own locks, the last time that I took

a pair of scissors to my head was at the age

of 5. Consequently, I saw a real barber afterwards.

Anyway, I've been in need of a haircut for a few

weeks. There's been split ends, etc. You know the

drill. As of now, my bank funds are a tad low.

Living in Los Angeles, it's hard to find a haircut

that is less than $30 dollars. I wasn't willing to

fork over that kind of cash so easily, so I decided

to embark on a little "experiment".

My sister, Rachel, cuts her own hair for as long as

I can remember and it always looks fabulous. Granted,

her hair is thicker and totally texturally different. My

logic? If she can, so can I. And that's exactly what I did.

I googled a few tips and tricks, took a shower and grabbed

the nearest pair of shears (which happened to be Friskars

scissors). I combed my wet hair out and parted down the

middle. Then, I went to town. I was actually surprised how

much I chopped off. It was somewhere in the market of two

inches. I did a little bit of layering in the front, nothing crazy.

For the first cut, I wanted to keep it simple.

I'm pretty pleased with the result. I can see that it's definitely

easy to get "scissor happy" and keep hacking at it. Thankfully,

I figured out when to cut myself off (pun intended) and put the

shears away. And... voila! I didn't spend any money! Yay!

The moral of the story is this: I cut my own hair. In my

bathroom. With Friskars scissors. It looks presentable.

So... here's the outcome!