A Tiny Haircut

Oh, dang! I can't believe I forgot to mention this. So the other day I was complaining about my hair, and then I realized that I hadn't had a trim since February! El grosso! So on Saturday, Hubs and I went to Birds and got impromptu haircuts. We saw Camille again, and on me, she cut off about six inches:

[music sampled: "American Tourist" by Hub's old college band Veterans Radio]

I told her to take it from my waist all the way up to my bra strap. I know, I know. It's not a lot of change (I have a lot of hair, so a six inch whack is inconsequential), but it's exactly what I wanted. I'm convinced that if I ever want to cut my hair much shorter I'm going to have to do increments of tiny haircuts! I'm a chicken!