No, I’m not talking about a show on MTV. I’m talking about my new haircut.
My stylist caught me when I was really tired. She’s been wanting to “pixie” me and I’ve been resistant because years back I was “shorn” by a real SOB of a stylist. I’m talking hair so short that you could see my scalp. This was days before Tom’s grandmother’s 90th birthday party.
Yeah. Imagine my joy whenever someone wanted to take photographs of the group.
This time, however, I thought “Whatever.”, and told her to go for it.
“Do whatever you want, it’s only hair. It’ll grow back.”
I’ve seen so many of the ANTM make-over shows – and laughed at the models as they wept over their lost locks – that it just wasn’t going to phase me.
Then, I woke up the next day looking like this*
and I thought it was pretty cool. I mean, I looked kinda like one of my favorite Top Chef cheftestants
I couldn’t style my hair like that if I tried, so I decided to do a little color and let the hair do it’s own thing.
This is a mix of 2 different colors. It’s kinda brown and kinda burgundy. Burgundown? Browgundy?
Whatever it is, I like it.
*Now that I’ve posted this picture, Rox can’t use it as a potential blackmail photo.