A big cut....

So, I have been growing my hair out for the past year. I went from this...

to this...

in a year and three months. With styling cuts between.

I have been considering cutting my hair for the last 3 weeks or so. When Lexi came to town she was excited to suggest a haircut and get to work. I can't believe it, but I even had enough hair to donate to Locks-of-Love (following in Natalie's footsteps).

I am glad to have short hair again. I really love it both ways. I feel a little more NYC-esque with it short and I think I look closer to my age.

Looking my age is the primary reason for the cut. Over the last 3 months I have had more people act shocked when I mention that I have a husband or that I am over 16 than ever before. It gets quite depressing. It is quite common that people assume I am not old enough to have graduated from high school, let alone to be married and have a master's degree. I will count my blessings on the matter later, but for now I would prefer for people to assume I am at least over 21. No one is ever rude, of course they attempt to turn it into a compliment and then say something to the effect of "That's why you have such a mature attitude." But still, I don't want to look only a few years older than my students. You can decide for yourself if the short hair actually does what I want it to do. For now I feel quite attractive/fun and Skyler can't stop the compliments. I think we both like a little change once in a while.