In October of 2009, I donated 10 inches of my hair for the first time. After enjoying it short for several months, I started growing it out. At the time, I didn’t know when exactly I was getting married, but I figured I should let it grow for my future wedding. I knew I wanted my hair down and curly for my Big Day. Then it became a joke before we were engaged that, “My hair is getting long, Ryan…” Just another hint for him to propose (poor guy). Eventually we really did get engaged and married (good thing!) and my hair was long, just like I wanted! (Oh yes, it’s been that long since I’ve blogged. I’m now married!)
Now that it’s been three years of growing it out and our wedding has come and gone, I was more than ready to cut it and donate it again. Funny thing is, looking back at my post from 3 years ago, it was almost 3 years to the day that I donated it the first time.
I got it cut on one of our (many) trips back to Missouri. I figured my hair stylist, who has done my hair forever and styled my hair for my wedding, would enjoy cutting it after practicing the waterfall braid a million times over on it. ;)
Ahhh… so much better!
This time, my ponytail was 12 inches. I love my short hair! Next spring, I’ll probably get it cut even a little shorter – but for now I want it to cover my neck for the winter.