The love that women have for their long hair never really effected me in ways that would cause me emotional distress if it were being detached from my physical being. The only time I have ever cried was related to a really bad haircut in my early 20s. The hairdresser gave me a cut that was better suited to a 50yr old (no offense 50yr old women).
It wasn't a cute pixie cut a la Meg Ryan like I had imagined at all. Instead I felt like he had aged me! I left in tears and still had to pay him for it!
Nowadays I only frequent salons when they have availability. I am not loyal to any one particular hairdresser. I like to sample what the buffet has to offer.
Today I'm @ Toni&Guy, let's see how this plays out! Wish me luck!
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