The Stranger in the Mirror

I had my hair colored today-really dark. It's probably the darkest it has ever been so when I look in the mirror, I don't recognize myself. I decided to go dark since blond highlights never look good when they grow out. Many of you have asked if I was going to cut my hair. At this time, I have no intentions of doing so but that could change especially when I hear about the 3 minute combat showers in Kuwait. I've never had short hair. When I was 16 and heading off to France, I was planning on cutting my hair short until my mother found out and told me I would be grounded upon my return if my hair was short. My hair is a part of my identity so much so that my college friends called me "Hair". And while I was at college, I was a hair model for Rusk. That was the first time I had my hair dyed red which led to Brian calling me "Red" since we first started dating. I'm not looking forward to wearing my hair in a bun for a year but at least it won't be short!

Mom, Lyndsey and I having lunch at Chianti Grill. Sporting my new hair color!