January 19th, 2010 by Kateastrophe

Well folks, I’m now “that girl” who has a guy for the color and a guy for the cut.  I adore them both and I’m keeping them.

Today was the much anticipated cut.  He took off about six or seven inches, which at first was frightening and a little emotional considering I haven’t had more than a trim since 2002 and I’ve sort of decided I like being “the girl with the long hair,” but I am SO happy with the results.  It’s a drastic change without being cut so short that I feel like it will take years if I decide to grow it out again.  It has awesome layers that I can choose to show or hide as I please and it’s truly a haircut I can style exactly the same way he did at home.  He showed me all kinds of little tricks (ex: he NEVER uses conditioner.  I’ve really only used it on the ends of my hair but now I might reconsider!) and made it very clear that I need to allow it to be “messy” because it’s “just sexier that way.”  (Said in a Lebanese/French accent.  SO great.)

I will admit I was a bit intimidated and frightened by the signed headshots of some of my heroes (Bernadette Peters, Barbra Streisand) hanging everywhere, and I’m not certain but I think he might be the guy who gave Jennifer Aniston “THE” haircut back in the day, but the guy is famous for a very good reason.  Plus he’s hilarious. When I walked in he said “it’s a good thing you’re pretty and you have amazing hair.  Sometimes these ugly people with two strands of hair come in asking me to make them look like Heather Locklear and I just smile and nod then secretly hate them with my eyes.”  Kate=wrapped around his little genius of a finger.

Without further blabbing, here’s the new hair — just note that it’s POURING rain here and there’s a leeeeetle bit of static.  OK a lot of static.

See?  STATIC.  Also, the Photobooth lighting on this computer is no bueno.  Hello, fluorescent blue face!