Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

Or more appropriately, hair today, gone today. There is the hairdresser measuring my ponytail. The shortest layer was 10 inches and the longest was 11. Minimum needed was 10.
There I am looking greatly pained as he snipped off my ponytail.
and, trying not to look like I'm going to cry with my ponytail. It doesn't look like much when its just in your hand. Looks like some poor dog's cropped tail in that stumpy little ponytail.
The back after the ponytail cut, but before the good haircut that came later.
And, the sassy little swing bob.


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