Ugh.
I styled my hair this morning hoping to find that my assessment of my haircut yesterday as the worst haircut ever would be proven to be not so bad. In fact, it's worse.
I poked myself in the eye with my mascara wand cause I was having a lovely imaginary conversation with a Prussian Prince.
Tim had to go in to work.
The leftovers in the fridge that were going to be for lunch today (since there was just enough for 4 and Tim's not going to be here) had "mysteriously" disappeared and left a plate and fork in the sink as their only remains.
On the positive side, only 3 more days of houseguests.
14 hours ago
A Prussian Prince, eh? LOL! :-) You might try hacking away at what's left with a razor blade and then spiking it and gumming it up with hair glue for a trendy look. How about a hat? Maybe a little raspberry beret? ;-)
ReplyDeleteMy worst haircut ever was the Dorothy Hammill cut in 8th grade. I cried and cried, until Mom cut the rest off and turned me into a "boy."
I always find that it takes me a couple of days to get used to a new hair cut... YAY about only 3 days left!
ReplyDeleteYes well, the Prussian Prince looked something like Hugh Jackman and it seemed rude not to chat when he seemed so inclined. :)
ReplyDeleteMy mom cut off all my hair when I was in the 4th grade and there is nothing worse than a fat little kid with boy hair. At least all my classmates had lots of teasing fodder for six months til it grew out to something normal looking.
Rach, I'm hoping the hair will settle in after a few days. Otherwise I'll just say I'm trying to bring back...I don't know, I'll make something up.