My Day - Episode Forty four

Hello from Pixie-Becca (as my dad has taken to call me). I'm sat watching Wife Swap and it's a blurry good one. I love wife swap, it's not just swapping the mums over but it's finding the two most opposite people and then swapping their wives over. Right now it's this camo-clad mum who has rough and tumble boys and eats alligator for lunch swapping with a culture-crazed ballet teacher mum who has a husband and boy who moisturise and are also dancers. HILARIOUS.

Okay on to my topic. Let's do yesterday because it was interesting. I woke up driven out of bed by hunger and nerves. I knew that today was the day, I wanted to be drastic and spontaneous and mad. So I got out of bed, made myself bacon and tatty scones. Then I had to feed the dog for the first time, her food smells disgusting and even one whiff made me want to retch. I was literally heaving with every sniff. Then I showered, dressed and walked to town. It was a nice day so I felt good about my decision, more reserved about everyone elses reaction to it.

So I walked into the hairdressers. It was the one with long blonde hair that was in at the desk.
"Hey. How can I help you?"
"Hi. I'm looking for....a drastic restyle."
"Okay, take a seat and we'll get started. What length are you looking for? Shoulder? A bob?"
"Um... all off. Pixie short."
"Ah! That is drastic. Let's get some magazines."
So then we grabbed some hair mags and then pointed out a couple of super cropped styles. Then she started cutting. She worked from the back to the front so I wouldn't have to deal with the trauma of cutting off a pony tail. Doing it gradually helped but it did mean she did the shortest bit first. Literally she razered it right at the back so it's not even an inch long. Gasp.
When she was done I didn't like how boofy it was on the top so she took it even shorter and then shortened the fringe cause it was sitting at a point right into my eye. I was kind of happy with the outcome but I could barely speak, it was such a huge change.

Then it was meeting Joe. When he first saw me he just shook his head. I was nervous most about this because he'd said before he doesn't like girls with short hair. Luckily he did (sort of) like it, just taking lots of adjusting. Then I shocked Jess and Aimee who both said they liked it. Since then loads of people have said nice things but some responses have been "I preferred your long hair.". That's okay. I've still got to learn how to style it and apparently it's "going to take a while to learn how to sit" according to blondy-hairdresser.

Then I came home and hung out with Joey. We walked the dog and played Spyro (which he actually tolerated <3 ). Then when he went I got pizza for dinner with a pancake beforehand. Oh and I put pictures on facebook. In fact, here's one for you! Yayy I can hear you cheering.

So that was my day. Buhbyyee!