People seemed to like my hair, but I hated it, even though I've always wanted long, long hair. It was too much work, and it still never looked good.
So I cut it off! Actually, I got somebody else to do it for me. I always say I'll never do that, because they never do what you want, and that turned out to be the case. She refused to give me a boy cut! When it's wet, I look like a flapper, which is okay...
But when it's dry, I look like a mom! No offense meant to moms. ;) Think I'll go to Karama later and get the pixie cut I wanted in the first place. Anyway, I got another 30cm braid to send to Locks of Love, like I did about four years ago.
By the way,