My good hair day

Yipeeeee, look what I did to my hair tonight!!!!!

Wouldn't that just be the day when I went candy-apple red? Today was not that day folks. But you have to admit, it's very "Britney Spears in Toxic", yeah? Admittedly I've been red. And blonde. And black. And brunette. And everywhere inbetween (and eventhough the black was a complete accident in a desperate attempt to turn it brunette again, it still counts. I. Was. Jet. Black.) And don't get me started on every length I've dated. Winona Ryder short, Claire Danes Short, Carmen Electra layered, Jennifer Anniston layered, Claudia Schiffer layered, Gwyneth Paltrow straight cut, Jennifer Beals perm. Each and every one of them copied me.

So I took Steve's (extremely biased and outrageous, based on nothing but a pair of breasts and a quirky smile) advice and went to the hairdresser he wants to marry. Does it need to be pointed out that I was the one who recommended him there in the first place? Yes, I think it does.

Rachel dahling, she was a dream. She did a fantastic job despite my every attempt to get her to dye it candy-apple red. And any of you who know me know that (fill in the blank here) "What Margaret wants, Margaret _________"

So I now present the pictures of the haircut. Extra points to anyone who notices something in 3 of the photos. To receive full extra-credit Margaret love you have to point out the what AND the why. Don't be scurrrrrred, play along!

(and this last one is me hiding from the extremely terrible and embarrassing photos I just subjected to both myself and you)