I got my hair cut today for the first time since like, oh, January. I'm not what you might call a regular visitor to the salon. Anyway, I was trying to take a photo to show a friend, but this kept happening:
Having kids is like having your very own walking photobombs. Here's what the hair actually looks like, in case you're wondering:
Pretty much your standard "Chop that shit off, I'm sick of it" cut. And DIY hair dye (pro tip: do not do this when your children are awake), the color of which I'm not quite sure I'm sold on. Thoughts?
Also: "Hi, my name is Lisa and I'm a 30-year-old woman who has never learned how to style her own hair." *sigh*
do a little dance, make a little love - i'd say that aside from the fabulous hotels that we get to enjoy on the hub's clients' dime, my most favorite thing is that they always toss in activities ...