I was looking through old photos and noticed a pattern. It seems as though every October, I get sick of my hair and chop it off. With the exception of 2007, I have had a major cut in October since 2005. Here's the proof:
Here I am in 2008. Ignore the fact that I look absolutely horrible in this photo. I'm like a ghost! Where are my eyelashes? Anyway... This was a big cut. Four months earlier, my hair was nearly to my waist for the wedding. Two weeks after that, I got my post-wedding haircut, which I loved. This is right after I got a promotion at work and thought I should have a more sophisticated haircut. What I ended up with was a tiny, one inch ponytail and a lot of headbands.
This is 2007. It was nice and warm that month, as you can tell from the tanktop I am wearing. Look at my hair! It was so long and pretty and soft and just... yeah. It was great. Why do I get tired of this? Split ends, mostly. My haircuts are generally pretty spur-of-the-moment decisions. This was on its way to being amazing wedding day hair.
Here's 2006. I really need some lipgloss in this picture. I miss those big sunglasses! I dropped in the seat of my car one day and accidentally sat on them. Whoops. They were a touch big for me, but don't tell my husband that. He hated these, so I wore them constantly. Anyway, chopped off hair. Why? No idea. It's not as though I was hot, look at the sweatshirt I'm sporting.
And last, but not least, here I am in 2005. This was the second chop in six months. In August 2005, I cut 13" off of my hair and donated it to Locks of Love. Apparently, shoulder-length wasn't good enough, so I cut even more off.
I might be crazy.
Not this October, though! I'm growing it out again! I have been quite lazy about my hair the last six months and have been wearing it in a ponytail or messy bun. Every. Single. Day.
Let's see what I can do about that.