feminista

I really really really want bangs.
But I don't think my hair is thick enough.
And I'm scared of hair dressers.
Everytime I go, I get mad.
I never get what I ask for.
I ask for a trim, I get it all choppy and stupid.
I want some layers this time. Nice shorter pieces.
But they'll take out the razor.
And give me a shag.
I'll get pissed off.
And end up afraid.
I am literally terrified of the hair dresser.
But my hair has gotten too long.
And it's all broken and gross.
And I want layers and bangs.
I want to find someone who can cut hair.
And not be a shithead.
It's not possible.
I also need to dye it.
I've got a good 2 inches of reddy brown coming in at the top.
I dye it myself.
I'm scared of hairdressers.
I let them dye it once.
And I had done far better jobs myself.
It was a shitshow.
Then she told me the way I wanted it cut was bad.
Fucking slag.
Anywho.
I need my hair cut and dyed.
Well I need someone else to cut it.
My mom got her hair cut yesterday.
She has a little blonde chin length due. Uber cute.
And bangs.
She wanted a trim.
The ladt gave her 80's bangs and my mom is pissy.
Poor mommy.
Fear is instilled in me once again.


Oh. I started a cleanse last night. Nothing but fruit, veggies and flax for a week. And water. mmmm fruit.