You'd better believe that when I was judged 'old enough' I took care of my hair without any help, for fear she's cut it all off. I mean, she never did, but I never gave her reason to, either.
But that bit of history means I am a little biased about long hair.
Yet, for all that, when I sat down in my hair dresser's chair today I decided, seemingly out of the blue, that I wanted it cut short today. Not just short, but specifically something of a bob. Now, realistically I have been thinking about a bob cut for... I don't know, a decade or more? I guess today I told myself 'fish or cut bait and stop wimping out.'
Thus I now have a bob hair cut; slightly longer in front than in back and I LOVE IT. It bounces and looks just so, so cute!
No, no pictures - I really hate taking pictures of myself. Sorry.