(This post's title is especially for Michelle.)
I had a haircut today! Hooray! Why am I so excited? Because I haven't had a haircut since DECEMBER. Back then, I had really, really, really, really long hair -- over halfway down my back. Then I got fed up with it, had a gift certificate to a salon one of my student's parents owns, (her name also happens to be Michelle, but a different one from the post's title dedication,) and went in and said, "I'm sick of the long hair -- no bangs, but cut it off!" She ponytailed it because I had enough to donate to Locks of Love, chopped off the ponytail, and gave me a really cute, sophisticated, chin-length cut.
Then I spazzed out. It took me over a month to get used to it.
Then, I just let it grow. And grow, and grow, and grow. Lately, it's been looking like crap to me, although my friends keep telling me that they can't tell I haven't had a haircut in six months. But, what was a really cute short style was a sort of blah shoulder-length style. So I went to Michelle again today, said, "now I want to keep the length, no bangs, but something more interesting," and I have this really cute, feminine, layery-but-not-annoying cut! Hooray for Michelle again!
Unfortunately, her salon is all the heck the way over in Saint Paul -- boo! I'll have to figure out how to take the bus there once I sell my car.
Double bonus, though -- she's the "proprietor of the establishment," so no tipping allowed, and the cut's only thirty bucks! Not a lot to spend on a super-fantastic haircut, if you ask me!
A good hair-cutting person is a must find. I've been living in Minneapolis for nine years, and I've finally found someone! (Insert trumpet fanfare here:) Hallelujah!