The Big Chop

After the chop.

After I washed.

I couldn't stand it anymore and impulsively chopped off all my hair. 

I decided on Wednesday of last week that my very long hair was too much for me right now. It was always piled on top of my head because it was too heavy and too much to deal with. It took a long time to wash and condition, and forever to dry. I put off washing as long as possible because it was exhausting. Besides that, I was already seeing some hair loss every time I brushed and washed, which was frustrating.  So, it had to go.

I had already pinned some cute shorter shag haircuts. I knew that hair loss was going to happen eventually but wasn't forever. I wanted something that could help hide the uneven growth as it grew back in. I did not have a regular stylist though, and that's where my problems began. My stylist had closed up shop and wasn't taking clients so I'd been letting it grow for over a year. I definitely should have taken care of that before I needed it. Instead, I poured over local salons and reviews. I guess I'm old because a lot of them I dismissed because they only booked through Instagram and I got rid of that app. That didn't leave me with a lot of options. In the end, I decided to book at Ulta, figuring I couldn't go that wrong. 

I left for my appointment armed with my inspo pictures. Unfortunately, brain fog got the best of me. I had booked online and selected the following weekend. My fault. So why was I suddenly ready to start bawling? I got out to my car and felt anxious. It felt like torture to have to deal with all of this hair for another week. I couldn't do it. I would lose it if I had to wash all this hair again. So, what did I do? What any person in the midst of an emotional meltdown would do - I went to the local chain with the first opening. I headed to Great Cuts. 

Now, the stylist didn't do a terrible job. I should have known that my change was too drastic for a place that does walk in quick cuts and defaults to wetting your hair with a spray bottle, but I was not thinking about anything other than getting all of that hair off of my head. In the end it's not terrible, but I still hate it. I wanted something more edgy, less middle-aged woman looking for the manager. 

I hoped when I washed it and let my hair wave the way it wants to it would be better. Unfortunately, the wave just added to the volume and the awkward way it falls into my face. I've been stuck wearing headbands and looking like I should be running errands in my minivan. I snapped at my husband about how this is somehow his fault when he made a joke about me looking like Elastagirl, the mom from the Incredibles movie.

Thankfully I did not cancel my appointment for this weekend. I'm hoping the stylist can fix this and thin out the ridiculous amount of hair left on my head. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Here's a link to my desired cut: Original Hair Inspo

And where I feel like I might need to end up after my redo: I'd be ok with this.

UPDATE: Here's where I am now.  Forgive my awkward mirror selfie please. I'm reasonably happy with it.  Still need to figure out how to control the new waves though.