Savvy's locks

...are no more!

I told her the other day we needed to trim her hair. Then she looked at me with her big brown eyes and said, "Mom, can you cut my hair to look like yours?"

This, coming from the girl who has agonized for years that she doesn't have long, thick locks of hair like many of her peers, shocked me.

And melted my heart.

Of course dear. Anything for you!

BEFORE

AFTER!

I was chuckling to myself while trimming Savvy's locks because I was remembering the time my freshman year hall-mate Denise had me cut her hair. Somehow word got through the hall that I cut hair. Except I really didn't. I mean, I could trim my bangs. But that was it.  See, this girl down the hall named Barbie was having her roomie Estee cut her hair. Estee didn't cut hair. Like at all. Not even bangs.  So then there was panic because Estee didn't want to finish the job. So they called me over and I just finished the trim. Everyone liked Barbie's new 'do and so Barbie would say, "Thanks! Estee and Michelle did it." And so that's how people started calling me to cut their hair.  Most of the time I'd turn them down, but for whatever reason, I obliged Denise because even after telling her over and over "I don't cut hair. I'll ruin your hair!" she still thought it would be great for me to take scissors to her locks.

She wanted layers. Layers. I cringe now thinking about:
1. how long it took me to cut her hair. Easily until 3 in the morning.
2. how I had NO idea how to blend.
3. how horrified she must have been when she finally went home-home (this was the night before we were going home for the summer) and had a good night's sleep to wake up and realize, nope, Michelle Sheppard did not know how to cut hair.

I never heard what happened. I hope she went to a real stylist ASAP and got it fixed is all I can say.

But then for some reason the next year for my college ward service auction I gave a free hair cut away. Seriously. Like I hadn't learned my lesson?   I didn't even have good scissors. Much less any more learning to cut hair.

So bless Liz's heart for agreeing to get a trim. She just wanted a trim with a little tapering on the sides. In the middle of finals. It took me like 3 hours to do. {cringe}

I really retired my scissors after that. I mean, even when Kyle and I got married, he always looked for anyone BUT me to cut his hair. I can't lie that it kind of bugged me. But at the same time I couldn't blame him.

I've had two great guinea pigs since, and they don't know any different. Cade lets me cut his hair, and Savvy does, too.

I'll kind of miss getting to do pig tails for Savvy's hair.  It looked so cute!