When we got to Texas, it was so hot our hair was driving us nuts. (Mostly Joan's hair) Chief got his cut nice and short and I just could not stand it so I went to his hair person and got about 6" chopped off. That was nicer, but then I had to ask myself if I wanted to keep dyeing it or do I want to know how gray it really is?
So it wouldn't look totally funky, I went to my sister's hairdresser, Michelle, from Cowlicks in Amarillo. Since my hair has been long for twenty or so years, I had no idea what to do. Michelle has cute hair so I told her to give me her haircut, which she did. Very shocking to look in the mirror for the first couple of days...
After being in Mexico for a few weeks, my hair grew enough to start annoying me. A cute little Mexican girl cut my hair for $7.00! Such a deal. I think I have two more haircuts and I'll be able to tell what color it really is. It really is MUCH cooler!
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Where's the picture of the haircut?
Great blog....how cool!
El Presidente
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