I got my hair cut this past week and let me tell you, it has not been the easiest thing to deal with. It happens every time. I think I want bangs; I see other people with cute bangs and I think to myself, “I would look cute rocking those bangs.” This is not true. I’ve had bangs before, many times and I looked awful, every time. I got bangs when I was graduating from college a couple years back. My hair looked so stupid and I had to go to all the graduation parties like that. These were the last times I saw many people from college and that is how they remember me. You think I would have learned my lesson by now, but apparently I didn’t.

I’ve had the same hair cut ever since the incident in college and I was starting to get restless. I was seeing cute bangs all over town and I felt like it was time to make a change, take a leap. The woman who cut my hair was super cute. We talked about the science of hair. She seemed knowledgeable and I feel like I learned a lot. For example: she said that my hair is thin, but it is heavy and dense and that is why I can’t get any volume in my hair. She suggested getting a root lifting spray. She also told me that adding a single “medium layer” would give me volume without giving the “Mrs. Brady” look. My hair looked great after she cut and styled it for me. (Even though I look like a hag in this picture.)
The next day was a completely different story. I had a claw over my head.

And so was the day after that. My hair was plastered to my head due to the improper use of the root lifting spray I got.

Anyway, I’ve slowly been figuring out how to style my hair. Some days are great, some are good, a lot are bad and none look like the day my hair stylist gave me the new cut.
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