Did I wake up planning on cutting fringe for my face? Not in the least. Beka came over around 9:30 am for a spontaneous "watch a girly movie while in our loungies." Our faces were absent of make up and we had hot apple cider to warm our tummies as we curled up with vintage afghans on my big leather couch. Little Women was the movie of choice. It was simply fabulous.
Beks left after a few hours of talking and movie time. She was off to get ready for work. I, to get ready for the rest of my momma day. Káel fell asleep and I went to put my tresses up. I had taken my dreads out a few days before. I was ready to have my curls back, and so was my man. Sam loved my dreads but he also missed running his fingers through my curls.
I looked in the mirror and suddenly had the urge to cut my bangs. I got a pair of scissors and snip snipped away. As I was cutting I could hear myself in the distance of sanity asking myself, "Um...Jess, what are you doing? Wanna talk about this?" But before I listened to the voice of reason I held in my palm a handful of my hair. I looked in the mirror and said eek.
This is the pic I sent to Beka right after I did it.
Sam likes the fringe. He thinks they are girly and cute. I was nervous when he drove up from work, having no idea what I had done. I have been having fun with them and just having normal hair in general back.
One nice thing is that I cut them in such a way where I can still throw a head wrap on and maintain my pile and pin look. I'll always be able to say I was a dready prego and momma with locks.
Perhaps next summer I'll go all dreads again. ;)
I left my little dread hemp wrap in. The one I put in when I was around 2 months prego. I't my mommy lock. :)