Friday, September 21, 2007

When I say an inch....

I usually don't care about my hair… but today I have a terrible hair cut. I don’t think I’ve ever had a hair cut that made me want to cry until now.
The girl who cut my hair yesterday kept messing up one side vs. the other and she just kept cutting shorter and shorter and shorter.
So now I'm a fat girl with a hair cut that instead of complementing my round face, it highlights it and almost screams look at how fat my face is.

1 comment:

purplesandel said...

Well, don't feel too bad. I cut Chris's hair a few years ago. Up until that point I had only cut Thomas's hair- so it was a little boys hair cut. Anyway, I told him that it didn't look to bad. The next day at dinner(after he's been at work all day) I just couldn't stop laughing every time I looked at him!
Yeah, it was really bad. hehe.
He said that everyone at work had been making fun of him, he even had some costomers comment on his bad hair cut. He saved his head that night and I haven't cut his hair since!
~Carrie