Goodbye, split ends

Who would have thought that the world doesn't end when you cut off eight inches of hair? On Thursday night, I had most of my hair chopped off at the salon. Yes, I almost cried, but the end result is that I have healthy hair and an actual STYLE for the first time since I got a "pageboy" in grade four. Why didn't I do this sooner? The short answer is...because I was a wiener. But now I feel brave and proud!