Yul Brynner
Right Said Fred – all 3 of them
Sinead O’Connor
Blofeldt
Britney
And me!
This morning, in my infinite wisdom, I
decided enough was enough and cut what was left of my own hair with a pair of
nail scissors (I’m well aware that in typing this, I sound a little mental. But
infinitely less mental than insisting on ponytailing up my remaining 34 hairs
into a two year olds hair band for the past two weeks). Admittedly, it’s not
the most professional of haircuts, and I didn’t even use a mirror as I was in
the bathroom and it was steamed up so I’m fairly sure I’ve missed bits, but it
was SOOOO satisfying! I’d worried that I might get a little emotional about the
whole thing, but it’s not often you can just hack away and honestly not give a
hoot what you look like. Why I didn’t do it weeks ago is beyond me.
Also, it’s super soft, so I spent a good 10
minutes this morning stroking my own head like a cat (which, to be honest, is
the real thing that’s going to make me sound like a mental).
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