I'm a Big Girl now

About a month ago I finally took the leap that every woman has to make at some point in her life...I got my hair cut and styled. Now, I know, it doesn't sound that amazing. You've probably all had a cute hairstyle at some point. But growing up I wasn't allowed to cut my hair. And after I got married I learned that my husband likes long hair. So I thought I was doomed to have straight, long, boring hair my entire life. I went from my mom cutting my hair to my mother-in-law cutting it. I had never gone to a salon and had someone keeping up with the latest styles touch my hair. So I was quite excited when my friend was getting her hair done and invited me along to get my first "Big Girl" hair cut.

I had a general idea of what I wanted, but I basically just told her that I wanted it cute and shorter and fun and sassy and easy to maintain and this is what she gave me:

Now mind you, it's been a month, so it has already grown out a bit. I also don't have the mad stylin' and volumizin' skills that this woman had. When she was done with my hair it was so full and thick and flowy. I wish I had taken pictures the night it was cut...it looked very cute. But in general I'm very happy about it. I miss my long hair and sometimes having bangs bugs me, but all in all I feel good about it. And what do you know...the two people who gave me the best compliments? My husband and my dad! The two that discouraged me to do it for 30 years! Why are women always trying to please men? I think I've learned through this experience that sometimes you just gotta please yourself and by doing that you end up making those around you even happier...because you're being you and you're happy. Wow, who knew something philisophical would come from a few little strands of hair being cut?