These things happen...

Sometimes, when I take this picture into my hairdresser:

And I end up coming out with this:

It's not the hairdesser's fault, I just decided at the last minute to have a few extra inches chopped off so that I could donate to Locks of Love. It's not like I didn't have plenty of hair to spare:

Seriously though my hairdresser did not want to cut my hair. She spent about 10 minutes talking to me about it and kept asking, "are you SURE?!". I thought she was going to make me sign a waiver or something. But it turned out to be a great haircut, so much more volume and texture than before. And the amount of money I'm going to save in shampoo and conditioner alone will make it worth it. It's a good change.