I got my haircut yesterday. I was flipping through the style books, as I always do and came up short handed. Why do those books always seem like they ar 17 years out of date? I swear, Every one of the Designing Women hairstyles was represented, including Anthony Bouvier's. So I searched through the other magazines and pulled out the one with Daniel Ratcliff on the cover. As I was flipping through, I saw a picture of Victoria Beckham. And God descended from the heavans with his heavenly choir in tow and rested his holy index finger on ther photo. That was the haircut I have been looking for.
I haven't always been a trendy girl. Well, not for the past few years. But recently, I've become a huge fasion fan. It has ispired me to quest for my new look, a signature style that will last me at least three more haircuts. And I've accomplished that quest. The Rachel cut I was saddled with died an uncerimonious death.
I swear, I don't know why some hairdressers ask you what you want! They never do it. I should just answer that question with, "Why don't you just cut it the way you are planning to." That's what I get for getting my haircut at Walmart.
Sure, I've copied Victoria Beckahm's doo, but not identically. My hair is still dark. But I'll tell you what, I've gotten more compliments on my hair today. It's been a real boost to the old self esteem and it couldn't have come at a better time. So, thanks, Becks and welcome to America.