Next Time I’ll Have My Drunk Friends Cut It.

April 30, 2010 In Uncategorized

Next Time I’ll Have My Drunk Friends Cut It.

I can’t even begin to discuss the horrific haircut I got from someone who called themselves a stylist. If you could sue for bad haircuts- I’d have already hired a lawyer and be at the Supreme Court getting this crap-ass “stylist” thrown in the slammer.

Two words to describe the disaster?
Lawn & mower.
Yep. 
Well- it’s a god thing hair grows back. I guess I’ll just have to celebrate my freakness for the next, oh- 6 months.
Good times.
To lighten the mood/moment/disaster- I wanted to share this photo I took of my friends little boy tonight. She, the kids and I had a date. His shirt was perfectly timed for me when I walked up the stairs to meet them. Nothing cures the misery of a tragic haircut like a couple of cute kids, picking flowers and skipping with them and scarfing some pizza and ice cream.
3 Comments

  • Anonymous

    April 30, 2010 at 2:29 pm

    You should start cutting it yourself. Your awesome. How hard can it be?

  • Diane

    April 30, 2010 at 2:41 pm

    Agreed! My little sis has told me this for years as she cuts her and it looks amazing. All I know is as of right now I am never planning to let any strangers near my head with scissors ever again! 🙁

    Thanks for the thought!

  • E.V.V.

    April 30, 2010 at 7:02 pm

    Where did you go? That is aggravating, but you are so cute it doesn’t matter what your hair looks like any way! Make it platinum – go wild!