I have often said that my hair is my only feminine feature. Until Wednesday, November 7, 2007, I did not realize how true that statement was to me and how deep within my core it lives. I had Whitney take these pictures of me after Belinda cut my hair last April. I felt beautiful that day.
Whitney took these pictures of me at Mom's request after my most recent "deflowering." Be grateful for the somewhat darkened scene. It takes some of the shock out of it.
My new crown of golden tresses has elicted the following comments:
Holy _ _ _ _ !
It looks like you got your head caught in a paper cutter.
WHY???
And other things not fit for human ears.
I know it seems petty, and I obviously have a much larger problem with vanity than I previously thought. And, yes, I know...it will grow back...in about a year...so until then I will be perfecting my spinster school teacher look. Bring on the bobby pins!
