A haircut. Of sorts.

A week ago Saturday I figured out my mild hair dilemma (here) and went to get my Rory / Alexis Bledel haircut.

I brought this exact picture with me.  The haircut I got did not look anything like Rory's.  It was so bad that there are no photos.

As you know, I had very long hair.  Anybody who knows anything about hair knows that you start brushing at the bottom and work your way up.  The lady misted my hair with water and started brushing (mostly yanking) at it from the top.  It wasn't pleasant.  She only looked at the picture once.

My bangs used to be almost to the tip of my nose.  The bangs I wanted (and that are shown in the photo) are choppy and are about eyelid length.  She cut my bangs straight across above my eyebrows.  Then she asked if I wanted them shorter!  No, actually, I did not want them that short to begin with!

Then she moved on to the rest.  Rory has lots of textured layers.  She gave me two straight across layers in front.  The shortest layer was about an inch past my shoulder and the next layer was an inch past that.  Then she cut off about three inches off the back.  But the back layer was still about six or seven inches longer than the next longest layer.  She gave me a "she mullet" haircut!  My worst haircut ever!

My hair looked atrocious.  And of course it would be when the whole thing (including walking to and from the car) took 10 minutes!  I can't believe I paid to get my hair butchered!

I was supposed to go buy groceries after my haircut.  Except I was embarrassed to be seen in public.  I called T and cried.  I called my mom and cried.  I sat in the car and cried. Then I went into the grocery store.  Nobody said mean things to me about my hair or gave me strange looks, but I was also looking straight down as much as possible so I could have missed something.

When I got home I saw it was even worse than I originally thought.  The bangs were even shorter when they were dry and they were uneven with the left side being noticeably shorter.   And there were strands of bangs that she missed cutting altogether so parts were still down to my nose in the middle of my face!  Plus she cut my bangs so far over that I have bangs where my regular length hair should be (if that makes sense)!  I had to do some massive bang cleanup that night.

I know you're thinking "It's just hair.  It will grow back.  Get over it."  But here's the thing: I loved my long hair.  I feel like Jo from "Little Women" when she chops her hair and Amy says "Jo, how could you, your one beauty!"  But, on the plus side I am getting pretty fearless about scissors and my hair.  It can't get much worse than it was!

On Tuesday I went to a different place to get my hair fixed.  Well, fixed as much as possible.  Since my hair was butchered attempting the Rory, I thought I would try this:

And surprisingly, my hair looks very much like the picture!  Except my bangs are hideous and short (no way to fix that one!), so it throws everything off.  Even though my hair looks much better than a "she mullet" now, I started growing my hair out Tuesday night.

Sorry, no pictures yet.  I just can't seem to take a good picture lately! With bangs I look like I'm wearing a Betty wig and with my bangs pulled back I look like a first grader trying to grow out her bangs (which is what I am doing!).