After twenty years, I finally did it - I cut my long hair!
What took me so long? What was I so worried about?
Well, Mr. O wanted me to keep my long hair.
He adored my black, lengthy, wavy tresses cascading over my shoulders.
But it was time for a change.
And I think I deserved it.
For years, I've been cutting the boys' hair. It was my turn to get pampered.
And so, I spent a Saturday morning at the beauty salon; to get my hair cut, coloured, and styled.
It felt so liberating!
And when Mr. O and the boys saw me for the first time, they were astonished and said they loved the new look.
I do too!
So, if you're reluctant to snip those long locks, don't despair.
It's not as bad as you think.
Take a chance, get inspired and get a makeover.