a trip to the hair experts

so before getting my haircut {rather drastically} i was carrying around these photos and repeatedly asking hubby what he thought- "do you think this will look good?...do you think i should do it?..." to which his answers were always pretty generic- "you won't know until you do it" or "sure"

ok?? what do i do with that?

so then i started trying to pen him into something- "well, then do you think it will look bad?" 

"no".

arrgh!!

and then 2 things hit me:

1) hubby is actually telling me that i should do whatever i want because he thinks it'll be fine and that i'm always gorgeous to him. and he does have a few reservations. but does he just come out and say that? no. {ok fine, he actually did come out and say that, but not before hours of endless nagging on my part}  
{but what am i complaining about? i am married to a man who always thinks i look good. so no more complaining here!}

 2) i need a girlfriend! {hello! sarah! where are you when i need you! oh yes, half way across the country as usual}

but enough of that, on to the photos!

fresh from the salon, still covered in hair. my wonderful hubby took me out on the porch for my own little photo shoot {thanks babe!}

i love it!

after a little playing, i think i like it this way better {and hubby loves it!}

{awkward times photo!}

 so i took the plunge.

funk lifted. 

i'm telling ya, hair therapy works.

{oh yeah, i made my shirt too!}