Note to self –
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Never get hair cut this close to Christmas again.
The pretty blonde hairdresser is sick of doing the same graduated bob for the 416th time that day and just wants to go out on the tear.
Hence my hair is now a full four inches shorter than I wanted it to be, and my resemblence to the 9 year old neighbour next door – Zach – is uncanny.
20 years from now I will be looking back at photos from Christmas 2008 wondering what on earth I was thinking. I hope I still have this blog to remind me that I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS.
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AnneElicious 
oh dear, oh dear- I’m heading out the door to the hairdressers in two hours and hoping she’ll give me the exact same cut she gave me two months ago. fingers crossed.
Comment by red December 23, 2008 @ 8:04 pmWas passing the local hairdressers this morning on the bus. It was full. At 8.10am. Madness.
Comment by Anthony December 24, 2008 @ 10:17 amAnd I bet you paid and said “Thanks very much, it’s lovely!” Why do I always do that?
Comment by The Sexy Pedestrian December 24, 2008 @ 1:06 pm@ Red – I had a nice hairdresser that I adored and he gave me exactly the hair cut I wanted everytime – I’d finally found ‘the one’. He left without telling me and now I’m back on the hunt 😦
@Anthony – 8.10am, that’s mental!
@ Sexy – of course, and I tipped her too. Feck’s sake.
Comment by anneelicious December 24, 2008 @ 1:57 pmHa, a tip and everything, “Here, buy yourself a drink, I hope it chokes you, you hair destroying bitch.”
Comment by The Sexy Pedestrian December 26, 2008 @ 6:51 pm