Haircut

 My hair thinks it's a jungle plant here in Samoa.  Since we moved here it has become ultra wavy, frizzy and bushy.  It's been fun to have ringlets and dreadlocks since I've had either really short hair or straight hair my whole life.  But lately it's just too much.

Last weekend I decided I'd had enough of losing brushes, pencils, and earrings in my hair. It was time for a haircut.  I went to Vogue barbershop.  I knew I wanted someone Asian since my favorite haircuts have come from Asian people.  These ladies were Chinese and they were very efficient.  I had her do Ella's hair first-- test the waters.  It turned out fine, so I got in the chair and explained I wanted her to thin it, layer it, and add bangs.  She held my hair in her fist and tried to get a comb through it.  After lots of tugging, she finally gestured that she was just going to chop off the bottom six inches.  Which I thought was great.  She did lots of chopping, thinning, tugging with a comb, (all the while sighing and grumbling) more thinning, layering with a blade, and finally we were done.  I now have half the hair, a nice thin ponytail, and I'm so relieved!  Maybe I shouldn't wait so long to go back.