My last real haircut was in 1989.
The is me in the red flannel. My hair was so tall I had to lean out the car window. It was different that the whole hallway would part as I walked to class. It was pretty epic. Mostly because I was invisible until that day I put the hawk up.
Shortly after I cut my hair much shorter.
After the corps I vowed to never cut my hair again. I let it grow wild for about two years until I shaved it all off.
Last March I decided to let it grow. That was the first time my kids had seen me with hair. They were 16 and 14 at teh time. Now a year later I randomly decided to get it cut.
This is the first hairstyle since my that beautiful one I had back in 1989.
Will post a picture tomorrow if I can style it. That is stressing me out already.