Severed

I chopped off most of my hair yesterday in preparation for a special event at Steve's job. Unfortunately, the stylist interpreted "pixie cut" as "I'd like to resemble Laura Bush" and even Steve, who is not into hair, was put off. Fortunately, I was able to get it partially repaired today, although I have to wait for some of the face-framing pieces to grow out more because there wasn't much left after the first cut. Le sigh.