Yesterday, I was in a mood. Work sucked. My friends were annoying me. My boy was getting on my nerves. I needed to get home, unwind, have a night to myself, take a bubble bath, pour a glass of wine, do some breathing exercises, whatever.
So instead, I chopped my hair off.
It was an impulsive decision, I know. But to be honest, I feel SO much better! I think making quick, impulsive decisions are the best way to turn over a new leaf. I have a friend in college who got in a huge fight with her boyfriend, so she got a tattoo. To this day she says it’s one of the best things she ’s ever done.
Some impulsive decisions don’t always turn out so well (quickie Vegas weddings ring a bell, or the time I pierced my tongue in college…)But for the most part, I don’t see the harm. I’m loving my new cut…and even if you don’t…well, it’s hair. It’ll grow back.
(Big ups to Tierany at Park Ave Salon & Day Spa!)