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Thursday, August 16, 2007

I Hate When That Happens

I cut my bangs too short! Ugh it makes me so mad! You know, I've complained about this before but once again let me tell you how frustrating it is to be a hair stylist and not be able to cut my own hair how I want to, when I want to, ESPECIALLY since I know how to!!!

Well, maybe I don't actually know how to seeing as I am constantly butchering my own hair. It's so hard to get the right angle! That and my shears are a wee bit dull so it's hard to cut a perfectly straight line w/o holding the hair with my fingers (but if I did that they'd be in between my eyes and the mirror and then I'd be cutting blindly...ooooh I shudder to think of it!)consequently I kept snipping at my bangs to get them ever so perfectly straight and just like your momma used to do ya the night before school pictures.... I ended up with a fringe that's too short!!

I am not so brave as Julie that I would venture to snap a pic at such an up-close camera angle! Trust me My pores have issues ladies!!! Hahahaha enough of my digressing!

Anyhoo, I just hate it when my bangs are too short. It takes all the wind out of my diva sails and I was soooo hoping to feel like a diva on this my celebratory weekend with my husband! Oh well, good thing he loves me no matter what........ That, and he can't ever tell that I've cut my hair

Ok I just need to update this post with a little confession. I went to snap a photo of the atrocity that is my head just to be a kind blogger and share (large pores and all.) While I was looking through them I realized that I have perfectionism issues and that no other person in the world, save possibly another stylist, is going to look at my head and think, "you know those bangs are 1/16 of an inch too short." So I am officially over it.

We're good now. Until the next hair cutting debacle, then.


Brooke said...

You are so hillarious! I bet they don't look so bad.
Anyhoo, I can't tell you how much my heart has remained thinknig about those Ethopian kids. As I am typing, it is turning 6:00am Friday there, I wonder what it is like to be there. I wonder what God is leaning on my heart so heavily about those kids. HHHMMM! Now he has to work on Wes!

Jan Parrish said...

I poped over from the loop and was intriqued by your blog as it has the word Bold in it. Sounds like we are working on the same issues. I'll be posting on perfection vs excellence later on today. I'd love it if you stop by.

What a beautiful family you have. Be blessed.

Stacey said...

I don't think I'm brave enough to put a pic of me like that on my blog either... you're not the only one!

Anyway, I was thinking about calling you to find out about you trimming my hair. It seriously has been almost a year and a half since I cut it. I know it's time because I'm sick of it and alway have it in a pony tail or clip. So I might be calling you up soon :-)