So I have a phobia of hairdressers. For the last eight or nine years I have had the same girl do my hair. The only problem is that she lives in Provo, UT. It used to work out nicely. On weekends when Christy would go up to Provo to visit I would go with her and I would get my hair done. And before that we lived up there. I tried once to have a girl in St. George at a salon color my hair. My hair came out the color of Grandma Humes living room carpet(from the house in Overton). It was a horrible experience. So last weekend when we were in St. George I had Davids sister Lucinda cut my hair. I was honestly nervous. As it turned out I had no need to be, Lucinda did a great job. I took this picture myself. I should have taken a picture the day I got it cut. Anyways I love my hair. I think I have now found myself a new hairdresser.
2 comments:
I totally feel you on the phobia thing! I only trust 2 people to touch my hair! I'm sure you read about what happened when I let someone else touch it last year...thats why my hair is almost 2 feet shorter now! lol Your hair looks great!
I think it looks cute!
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