A little while back, Stacey, Tiffany and I gathered to lop off a large hunk of Stacey's mane to donate.
This is where we started:
Nice turban, Stace!
Tiffany, the executioner, begins the procedure:
We measure off a foot of gorgeous dark brown locks:
Finally, Stacey sports her new, shorter, 'do!
Stacey then took her ponytail and dropped it into a mailer to make wigs for cancer patients! We then spent the rest of the evening drinking white sangrias, eating artichoke dip and just having a ball. :)
On an un-related note - I submit the following picture for your observation:
My perfumes are lined up on the right side, while Harry's colognes are stacked up on theleft. Hmmm - who hath more? Thy husband or thy wife? hee hee
Sorry - couldn't resist!
FIRST DAY OF FREEDOM! And I spent it cleaning the bathroom...