I was in desperate need of a hair cut, so I went to my across the street neighbor's salon. She has cut my hair previously and did a nice job. She did a nice job this time, but she cut more off than I had intended. It's still looks pretty cute, and hair grows (this much I know). Please note that I took this picture after I got home from work...so that should explain my state of dishevelment.
I should have taken a picture right after she did my hair because she styled it a little crazy. As you all know, I am not a primper. So my hair is never puffy. Well, the way she styled it could only be called "Kentucky Big Hair." My neighbor has some pretty big hair, that's the way she likes it I guess. But it was quite funny...Noel just kept saying, "Wow. You're hair is really big. Do you want to go wash it?"