Before: Sad, boring, limp, forgettable. I felt like my whole lovely visage was obscured by the blandness of what framed it.
Ho hum ho.
Plus when I tried putting it back in a ponytail I wound up looking a little like this:
"A desire to be observed, considered, esteemed, praised, beloved, and admired by his fellows is one of the earliest as well as the keenest dispositions discovered in the heart of man." - John Adams, predicting the advent of my blog like Nostrafreakingdamus
While I love the John Adams miniseries with an ardor usually reserved for my immediate family, that look on my head is not acceptable.
After: kicky, bold, sassy, and butch as all hell. It's a little too short and a little too precise for my perfect liking, but it's nothing that 2 weeks of growing out can't fix. And, look! You can see my face! I was under that limp, dead hair all along!