I chopped off over a foot of hair this week. It's my third donation to Locks of Love -- and probably my last, since this is the shortest I've ever gone and it would take FOREVER to grow that much again.
I'm still trying to decide how I feel about it. That's mostly just because I look in the mirror and it doesn't look like me. Once I get used to what I see, I might love it. Or I might wear a lot of hats.
Here's the profile shot:
And another picture of Vivi because she's a lot cuter than I am:
