Today's news flash. Got a foot whacked off my hair and feel so much better. The length had gotten unmanageable. Combing out and washing was becoming a chore and easy care was the whole idea of having it long.
Funny thing is, I put it up on top of my head afterwards, in my usual manner, and it looks the same. Go fig.
The foot of hair will go to Locks of Love.
And, boy, am I getting fat.
2 comments:
Hi Fuzzarelly,
I wish I could grow my hair that long. Mine hairs only grow so long then fall out and start over again.
It looks like you have a few pounds to catch up with me. lol
Hugs, Euphoria
Look at you dahlink! I love it and you.
Speaking of fat, my mantra for today is, "Just be soft; nobody likes to go to bed with an ironing board."
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