The cut.

If you've been reading here for a while, you know my love hate relationship with my hair.  Well, mostly hate, but still.

Go to the search bar on the blog and type in hair cut and way too many posts regarding my hair (and the state of my children's hair) will come up.

I typically wear my hair two ways.  Long and stringy (because it grows fast and it's thin and the exact opposite of luscious) or in a bob (because hair my thickness and texture really only looks good in a bob. Don't even talk to me about layers.)

For the last 6 months or so I have been losing a lot of hair.  I'm blaming it on hormones.  So may hair has been even grosser looking than normal.  I talked about getting my hair cut short at my last appointment and my stylist got a look of fear in her eyes.

Y'all, she knows me.  I get it cut short, am happy with it for a few months and then I start growing it out again.  It's a cycle of addiction that I just can't break and I've been with this stylist since 2008 so she knows...

This morning after lots of discussion, we decided on a graduated bob. It's longer in the front than in the back.  She said I have a long neck and she didn't want to cut it too short because then I would like like a bobble head and nobody wants to look like a bobble head. 

Here's my lovely before: (please note my apparently long neck!)

Why is it that your hair always looks good right before you get it cut?  And yes, this is "good" for my hair.  See the stringy dry ends?  Me too.  That's why it had to be cut.

And here's the after:

And that's enough about my hair!  Happy Weekend and Happy Fall!