Have you ever had what you thought was a wonderful idea, only to realize, too late, that your idea actually sucked? Well I have, and unfortunately last week I once again gave in to my wanton urge to do something that I knew better than to do.
I cut my own bangs.
How difficult could it be? I thought. I used to cut my husband’s hair and it always turned out great, and I often cut my son’s hair when he was a boy. I’ve ‘repaired’ my own hair cut when a stylist tried something I didn’t care for or when I thought said stylist messed up–for example when one side of my hair was left a touch longer than the other side I trimmed the offending side until both sides were even. Mind you, I had to trim both sides in order to actually make them even in the end, as sometimes the scissors slipped and snipped off too much hair even though I was being very careful.
But last week I messed up big time. I had placed a picture on Pinterest of a hairstyle that I liked and it was the bangs of that hairstyle that I wanted my bangs to look like, so I found a pair of craft scissors and started snipping. Oops.
This is what I wanted my bangs to look like:
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This is a representation of my hair when I finished snipping:
Bad Sylvia–bad, bad Sylvia.
I have an appointment tomorrow with my hair stylist; I imagine that after she recovers from the shock of seeing my ‘new look’ she’ll somehow manage to add ‘style’ to my bangs. I also imagine that a hefty tip will be the order of the day.
Will I ever learn?