Feeling Light Headed

Ok, so we can't all look like Kathrine Heigl, but let me tell you, our hair can! Or...can't. Whatever.



Unless you don't pay attention to FB, or you're lying under a rock hungover, you should know by now that I cut my hair.

I know, I know, people cut their hair all the time. But...not when you're MAIJA FREAKIN LUKIN, they don't! I am my hair. I am so not that India Arie song...I AM MY HAIR. And I loved it.



But it didn't love me back. So, like all things that don't have any use for me (dogs included) I got rid of it. My husband, shoot, most people in fact, haven't seen me with short hair.

I got a wild hair (pun intended) and decided that it was time to snip away. I have a thick head of hair...I don't like to fix it, or mess with it. Shoot, my hair is lucky to see the broad side of some conditioner most days. I figured a "Katherine Heigl from 27 dresses" look would do for me. Besides, she's got a rounder face, and it works for her! Why couldn't it work for me?!



So, I printed out the photo above, and Rita took me to Country Cutts in Palmer. I met a nice gal with some wicked cool tattos, and she said she'd LOVE TO CUT MY HAIR OFF.

I asked her if it was long enough to donate to Locks of Love and she laughed. I thought..."Oh crap, its not long enough!" But...she was laughing because of how much I wanted cut off. Not a normal daily happening around Palmer I guess.



I am happy to report, that I did NOT cry. I just cringed when she took away my orangy veil of goodness. Seriously folks, I could FEEL it being cut off my body, it was THAT dramatic. Shoot, I even busted out in hives.

My nice tattoed hair thief cut my beloved pony tail off, she asked if I had been experiencing headaches, and neck pain. I said, "Of course I have headaches, but I think I'm allergic to my job. Oh and I have four kids, two dogs, and 12 ducks..."



After busting out laughing, she told me that my hair was so thick and heavy, that she's surprised I hadn't gotten it cut before. But, remember...I AM MY HAIR. That's how people know me. Long hair, purple-ish glasses...real cool. yeah, that's me.

Man...maybe I'll even change my glasses now. I know Saima will be thrilled. She's been trying to get me to get rid of my $8.00 glasses FOREVER. Yes, I said eight bucks. Lenses included. Cause I'm a cool, thrify shopper like that.



Anyway. So, miraculously, I don't look like Katherine Heigl, and the hair thief cut off about 4 inches more than I thought was right, and my hives are still around. But, you know what?

I like it. And so does my husband, so I'm OK with that!