I’m meeting with a possible client this afternoon; and since I was looking a bit shaggy, I decided to cut my own bangs. I know. I KNOW! But it’s been done before…and with great aplomb. So I grabbed the scissors, and cut away.
It was perfection. Straight as a board. I amazed even myself.
But once my hair dried, it became evident that my bangs continued to hang about in front of my eyeballs. Obviously, that would never do. So grabbed the scissors again…
I cut one side. Perfect. Moved to the next, cut, removed my fingers from view, and … GASP!! WHAT THE?!!!
Yeah, I don’t know either … but something went terribly awry.
I’m sure you’ve seen photos of adorable models, sporting a pixi cut … my bangs are that short. We’re talking an inch–AN INCH, PEOPLE!!! And I will tell you now, with long hair, crows feet, and age spots, it’s not so very cute. *sigh*
Do you think she’ll notice if I never turn around?!
On the bright side, she does know she’s meeting with a writer. We can only hope that will lessen the shock …