You know, I wonder why I bother getting my hair cut. I always go in knowing what I want, and come out hating it. Even, more often than not, when I go with something so simple it’s a wonder anyone could mess it up.
And thus begins the growing-out process.
EDIT: Upon further inspection and messing-around-with-it, I’ve decided it’s not that bad. Bangs are a little wonky – mostly because I sort of have them at all – and everything is fluffier due to layers, but it’s not as short as I thought it was, so I’m content. Still going to be okay with it growing out, but I’m not going to totally sad-panda out in the meantime.