that's right...i'm talking about wedding grow-out.
when your best friend gets engaged, sets a date, asks you stand beside her...and then you realized you're gonna have to rock an updo. so you start growing out your hair so you aren't the only girl with short locks up there on her big day. the day comes, everyone looks lovely, and the next week you rush off to the salon to lose all that extra length.
and then another friend gets engaged.
then YOU get engaged.
and on and on, until you realize you're less than 2 months away from being 30, your last friend to get hitched was 2 1/2 years ago...and you're still just doing the "grow and then trim, grow and then trim".
and if you're me...this means it's time for a chop. and not just the regular old, right above my shoulders long bob. oh no, this meant the big time.
aka, a victoria's secret model.
and i LOVE her because she gave zero fucks that VS is known for their models with long locks, she chopped it all off, and SHE'S STILL AN ANGEL. and anyone who says this lady isn't banging with her short hair can shut their faces.
so i went in armed with pictures, a little bit of nerves because OMG I'M GETTING BANGS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A BAZILLION YEARS AND OMMMGGGGG....and i came out like this.
except now i've gotta get myself a curling iron and practice making my hair wavy. and hopefully not burn all my fingerprints off.