I've been growing my hair out for over two years under the impression that I would only cut it when I lost the weight I wanted to lose. That hasn't happened and I'm sick of my hair - all 20 inches of it. I decided today, fuck it, I'll get it cut. Who cares if I'll look more like my sister because she has the same hair style? If Emma Watson can do it, so can I. I was looking in the mirror and was feeling sentimental towards the long hair. I kept asking myself if I was going to miss it. Long, flowing, hair is pretty but I reminded myself how much it gets in the way and so it has to go. I'm a big fan of not worrying about my hair so a shorter cut will be ideal. Plus, I'll donate it all to Locks of Love.
This is the hair I have now.
This is the hair I want.