Today you're going to get a lot of ME in one place. Consider yourselves warned.
Remember when I cut my long hair to what I thought was a decently short length? NO?! Well, here's a refresher. Go look. Right now.
I'll wait.
While my hair was okay, I really didn't love it being shoulder length. I wanted it shorter in the back, more layers, a severe angle from my jaw to my neck... basically, I needed a different style. It grew too fast and while I liked the nice ladies who chopped it off, their long, solidly dark hair told me they disapproved of super short hair on women. Maybe it's part of the Armenian culture? I don't know.
So I whined about it on Facebook because that's what people of my generation do nowadays, and my lovely sister-in-law-- who lives in Chicago-- Yelped me a couple salons, one in Venice and one magically in Atwater called This or Die.
Because I don't believe my hair is worth the gas and time it would take to get to Venice, I went with the latter. This or Die looks a little like a tattoo parlor from the front, but I assure you they cut hair. Missy, my adopted stylist, was sweet, skilled, and fun to chat with. She kept referencing the picture I brought in:
I know, cute right?
This was the most I've spent on a haircut (excluding the one time I got highlights) and it took an hour and a half, but was worth it. Overall, I had a great time and will make This or Die my official salon.
Because I'm so unbelievably popular and had a couple millions of people begging to see more photos, I wrote this blog and added more pictures. Here's a couple shots of me in pretentiously large sunglasses just out of the salon:
I don't smile with my teeth in close-ups because I think they look yellow and that's just gross. Anyone use Crest White Strips?
These sexy photos are a day later after I styled my own hair like an adult. I'm trying to train my bangs.
What do you guys think? I love my haircut and plan to keep it this way for a long time. What can I say, I rock short hair.
