I finally did it.
I was stuck in a rut.
A rut of: frizzy-flyaways-I'll-never-get-out-of-this-rut kind of rut, rut.
But I conquered my fear of incapable hairdressers.
I have quite a few horror stories
(just ask the Agronomist about one incident involving bridesmaids, back-combing and ribbon)
It wasn't pretty.
But I conquered my fear.
(in large part due to a wonderful girl named Andrea)
The girls have been asking me when I'll get a new look,
with Eldest repeatedly asking me if she could
"actually style my hair."
I thought it was time to take a hint
A New Look for 2011.
Happy New Year Friends!
See you on the other side : )
PS... I'll be revealing my non-resolutions tomorrow. I have some doozies.
This post will be linking up with the wonderful Jenny Matlock for her New Years Party!