
It's been over a week since my horrible haircut. Luckily, my bangs are slowly growing out. As you may recall, I finally succumbed to my fear of hairstylists only to have my worst nightmare come true. I asked for Katie Holmes bangs...

... and got "Dorothy Hamill as interpreted by a 4-year-old" bangs instead. Boo.
But I guess a little levity when dealing with the tremendous horror of an awful haircut is all you can do to get through the experience. So I am grateful for one of my piano students, "D," who looked at my hair this weekend (when he should have been playing a song) and told me that if I put my hair back in a ponytail (it's way too short to do), my hair would look great and "all the boys would go 'HOLLA' (imagine a little 8-year-old doing a dance move with his arms)!"
Funny - but I ain't no Holla Back Girl.

1 comment:
kids say the darndest things.
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