Oh baby when she moves, she moves ... hopefully you can tell from my little intro that the votes were UNANIMOUS. Bangs it was and bangs it is! Well, sort of ... So I went to T&G on my way home from work yesterday. And told them I wanted to cut bangs. When you say "cut bangs" does it or does it not imply that you want to be able to actually TELL a difference from having grown out bangs and having ones that are, oh I don't know, say on your forehead? I would think so, but maybe that's preposterous. Don't get me wrong the girl was super sweet and did a good job (on the tiny bit she did) but HELLO timid. This is the problem, I either get someone that is so afraid to be "bang offensive" that they're terrified to cut them (seriously, she grabbed my then long bangs, made a snip to make them a little less long bangs and then said "how's that, short enough?" ... um, no ...) OR I get the snip-happy guy (no, this literally happened, I will post a picture for proof) where he makes me look like a 3 year old child that somehow snuck the scissors away from her mom and then 10 minutes later emerges from her room and says "Look mommy, I cut, I cut!" See exhibit A for proof of such occurance ...
Now let me explain before you all go saying "That's not that bad, you look cute!" This is after several practice rounds of "fixing the disaster". When I left the day of my appointment, the dude, who was their highest level cutter ... that doesn't sound right, but you know what I mean ... ROLL BRUSHED those puppies. They were bouncing like one of those bouncy balls you get for $0.25 at the front of the grocery store after you bounce it too hard and accidentally lose control of it. Seriously. People were looking at me like "Oh my gosh I'm so sorry ..." I swear when I went to pay the lady at the front desk LITERALLY looked at me like "Is she going to pay for that, because I wouldn't fight her if she doesn't". My "colorist" told me that she actually thought I'd never come back. But OH, I did. I guess I'm just a glutton for punishment.
So, needless to say, I went home yesterday and (much to my fear and nervousness) took a pair of scissors to them myself ... and they STILL don't look like real bangs! So, I've decided that when I go get my hair colored the next time I'm going to ask for bangs. Again. And see if they decide to grant me my wish. Here are pics of my bangs (or lack there-of) ...
Well hello orange iPhone pictures, so nice of you to be ... well, orange.
I know. Super anti-climatic. Hopefully one day I'll have REAL bangs that I can show you all, but for now, it looks like I'm stuck sportin' the banglets ...
Thank you for all your votes! I do have a confession to make. I was going to make the chop no matter what the vote was. But I SO appreciate all your taking time give me your sweet opinions (and comments)! Oh, and if you didn't see my husband's comment please go look. Hilarious. He came home and said "Were you serious? Did you really pay $100 for conditioner?" Isn't he special ... my sweet little gullible mister. I guess my humor isn't apparent enough. I'm not sure it's possible for me to be any more sarcastic. But I will sure rise to the challenge. For his sake of course.
Happy Thursday loves, it's ALMOST Friday!!!
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