Every so often–usually during the summer–I get the hankering to chop off my hair. It had gotten really long this time, so I figured I could donate to Locks of Love, an organization that makes wigs for children with medical hair loss.
Of course, I couldn’t do something normal and go to a hair salon to get my haircut. No, I took my sewing scissors–yes the sewing scissors–and cut away. It’s not too bad; but I won’t be going to beauty school any time soon.