Got my herr did.

My hair has been pretty long for awhile now. The last time I cut it really short was a few weeks before I returned from my mission. With a only a handful of trims over the past three years, my hair had become what I like to call

BURNT SCRAGGLES.

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Whoaaa there with the flat iron.... Therefore, it was necessary to start fresh and bid my locks adieu. I donated them to a good cause though! My friend, Jenny Hansen the artist,

was collecting hair for her senior art thesis:
Mourning as a Memory.

Jenny's friend, Rachel Turner, just happens to be a FABULOUS artist as well. A hair and make-up artist to be specific. She works

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Last Wednesday I scheduled the funeral for my
sad, sad strands.
Rachel is truly an artist. Call her for your next hair cut!
For the reals. 801-920-3486.
I told her I wanted healthy hair, an a-line and gave her permission to chop.
This was the finished product...

Love.

Two weeks ago my mother dearest was also in need of a herr cut. We went to the ATC cosmetology school where I secretly learn the skillz and then re-do my mom's hair afterward. We both kept telling the girl shorter, shorter.... but she wasn't confident that we knew what short meant. We mean short. SOOO. I took my mom over to Salon de Paula and we got to work. She of course was reading one of her textbooks while I snipped and straightened. Multitasker at her best. :) I think that her hair turned out fantastic. I think she looks HOTT.

Maybe we'll go even shorter next time or even dye it with a lil' koolaid.
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