This is probably not the blog title that my mom wanted to see the day after Mother's Day. Let's all hope she doesn't drive to my house and kill me! Anyway, this weekend I checked off another bucket list item. Since we've already learned I am a nice person on Sundays, it was a fitting day for this one.
DONATE MY HAIR TO LOCKS OF LOVE.
You may have heard of Locks of Love before. They are a non-profit organization that takes hair donations and makes wigs for children who have lost their hair due to medical conditions, such as cancer. I've been wanting to donate for years and I finally grew my hair out long enough to do it.
Here is me last week so you can get an idea of how long it was fixed.
And here is the "Before" picture today.
My hair stylist, Chad, assured me that it would be okay and it was still long enough that I wouldn't look terrible even after I cut it. Chad has hair about as long as mine, so I trust him to understand the trauma of chopping it all off. He put the hair in two 10" braids and.......snip!
At this point, I was pretty much freaking out and trying not to have a panic attack. I'm not one of those primpy girls----I rarely wear make up, don't worry too much about clothes, so my hair is really the only thing I have that I sort of take some pride in. Chad said he was glad I wasn't a crier because apparently he gets some of those.
Anyway, after he finished styling a little bit and we let the Chi do its magic.....I don't hate the new do. I don't love it either. :) I keep trying to remember the whole "I'm doing a good thing for mankind" aspect of the situation. And I figure that at least I just have short hair, as compared to those Locks of Love kiddos who have no hair at all.
I hope it's true that people see inner beauty, because I feel much better on the inside about the chop than I do on the outside right now. Sorry Mom.....
My hair stylist, Chad, assured me that it would be okay and it was still long enough that I wouldn't look terrible even after I cut it. Chad has hair about as long as mine, so I trust him to understand the trauma of chopping it all off. He put the hair in two 10" braids and.......snip!
At this point, I was pretty much freaking out and trying not to have a panic attack. I'm not one of those primpy girls----I rarely wear make up, don't worry too much about clothes, so my hair is really the only thing I have that I sort of take some pride in. Chad said he was glad I wasn't a crier because apparently he gets some of those.
Anyway, after he finished styling a little bit and we let the Chi do its magic.....I don't hate the new do. I don't love it either. :) I keep trying to remember the whole "I'm doing a good thing for mankind" aspect of the situation. And I figure that at least I just have short hair, as compared to those Locks of Love kiddos who have no hair at all.
I hope it's true that people see inner beauty, because I feel much better on the inside about the chop than I do on the outside right now. Sorry Mom..... 
4 comments:
Need a view from the front, but maybe it's as good short. : )
No...it's not as good short. I'll get a picture tonight. I was just told by a co-worker that it was super cute....and I look like I'm 10 years old. Fabulous!
Tiffany - stop apologizing and start embracing the change! I'm SUPER proud of you and know that the new look will be much easier for you to do. It's all about styling - change your part up or get bangs (not sure if you got any yesterday!?) and it will funk it up. SMILE - it could be worse ;) Love ya Tiff
I'm getting much more used to it now....I don't love it, but I don't hate it either! Our office manager insists I look "very cute...like a 10 year old!" Not sure THAT was the look I was hoping for.... ;)
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