Ooh gurl, who did your hair…
I got a freaking haircut. A FANCY ONE. As in I actually went to a salon. For the first time in 26 years. And didn’t just stand in the bathroom and wield a pair of scissors!
Aaaaaah it’s all gone! It’s never been so short and I fucking love it. It used to look like this (with another four inches on the bottom):
WHEEE I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I was so fucking worried about hacking it off. But I figure Captain Marvel can do it, I can too.
(I told the hairdresser I wanted Black Widow length. I was expecting a blank stare, and I got back ‘OMG MY NAME IS NATASHA I KNOW WHAT TO DO I GOT THIS.)