when your hair grows out to the place you like it. Photograph it.Oh Blooie, don't even get me started on hair cuts. I always, always hated getting my hair cut. In a way, chemo was a blessing cause I didn't have to worry about it. Now, my hair's almost 2inches long all over, I hadn't trimmed or cut anything, just letting it grow. I'm pretty sure I'm going to keep it short, so I decided to have Honey trim it over the ears cause it was getting bushy. I didn't think I needed to go in somewhere just to have them trim it up. Well, he did okay-ish. I'll probably have it shaped some in a few weeks. but I hate, hate, hate trying to convey the image in my head to the stylist, and I can never seem to find a picture of what I want. I would literally rather go to the dentist than get a haircut![]()
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Then as you get it trimmed closer and closer to your ideal get it photographed again.
My mom loved her post chemo haircut, but refused to let anyone touch it.
I told her she could just shave her head and every two months it should be just right.