My hair had been a mess the last month but I hate to go to the hairdresser because I always panic. It has been a while since a real bad experience but it’s still on my mind and I do everything I can to avoid the hairdresser.
But inspired of Millie when she was here and the fact that my hair was in really bad condition I found a place. Maybe not the best place but they had time when I asked so I couldn’t change my mind. And then something happened in my mind: cut it all off. Okey, not all of it but shoulder-short? Said and done.
Guess how skeptic I was when he started the shaver and cut the hair. The poor man who was cutting my hair tried to calm me but Jon said I looked very afraid.
Finally finished. And happy. It’s very nice to have shorter hair – especially when you have forgotten your hairbrush somewhere in Argentina.