This is my new haircut. I really, really wish I was kidding. In fact, it looks worse than this because it’s not the 70s and because I am not nearly as cool as Keith Richards. I don’t know what kind of crack my favorite hair person was smoking when she went all Edward Scissorhands on me but Oh. My. God.
Even polite people try to tell me “it’s not that bad” but helllllloooo I’m a Pisces, I see what you’re not saying in your eyes, and it’s something like this: dear God. What happened to you?
Amy asked if I was going to get a refund. Refund? Hell, I’m trying to figure out if I can sue for emotional damages. It’s that bad.