Adventure: Tracy Gets Her Hair Cut.

For the majority of my life I've had long hair. For half my life it was long golden blonde hair. Then something happened and my hair turned dark, the golden part of it was gone. Then a few years after that I started changing the colour on purpose. I've done a lot to my hair over the years, I've been every colour between platinum blonde and black. Strawberry blonde, chocolate brown, even orange- thankfully that was only for a couple of days. Like most girls my hair is my security blanket, people have often told me that I hide behind my hair. That's something I never noticed but apparently it was clear to others. Haircuts consisted of carefully trimming the edges and never cutting off more than a couple of inches each time. I'd also only get my hair cut about once a year, the longest being just over two years. Lately I have been so frustrated with it I've simply been putting it up in a bun, a boring old bun. Then yesterday I finally cracked. I decided it was time for a change, a several inches off change.

I made an appointment without even being sure what I wanted. I sat down at Google and tried to come up with as many celebrities with great hair that I could think of. Jessica Simpson was too long and blonde. Reese Witherspoon's face wasn't the same and there was no way I could pull off her do. Jennifer Aniston's hair was too long and straight. Then I remembered Mandy Moore. You all know how much I adore her. I've always, always loved her hair. Back when she did How To Deal I was super close to cutting off all my hair like how her character did in the movie- thankfully I talked myself out of that. I finally settled on a cut that was roughly at her collarbone with layers and side swept bangs.

That afternoon I rushed home from work, slightly panicking that I was about to chicken out. Got to the salon and was ushered to the chair straight away. The hairdresser, Chantal, was amazing. I nervously chatted about what it was that I was thinking of, she added some suggestions in and I knew she understood that A) I was nervous and B) what I wanted. I watched as my locks began to fall and I was okay, I wasn't freaking out, I was calm. I knew it was going to turn out great. An hour and 8 inches of hair later I walked out of the salon and felt amazing. I got home and studied my new look in the mirror. About an hour after that I busted out the hairspray and sea spray and created some awesome voluminous waves. I don't know why I didn't go short sooner!

More pictures will come when I have time to take some =)