New Haircut!

I took the plunge and got my hair cut a couple days ago. I wanted it short for summer. So, here I am. . . ta da!






Comments

Anonymous said…
You look gorgeous, dahling. I like it!!
6:42 PM
christianne said…
Hi Becky -- thanks for visiting my blog today and for your truly life-giving comment on my post about body image. It lifted my spirits to read it. I wrote you a short thanks in return. And now I came here and saw your SO CUTE haircut. I wish my hair could do that! I tried to make it do that -- or something close to it; I asked the hairstylist to make it like Meg Ryan's in You've Got Mail -- except there is one problem: I have thick curly hair that will NEVER look like Meg Ryan's in You've Got Mail. I had hair envy of her so bad, and I could do nothing about it! Now I have hair envy of you. Hmph. The madness never ends! :)

Anyway, thanks for visiting. I'm glad to have now made your acquaintance and look forward to continuing in it!
5:38 PM
Becky said…
Thanks ladies! I'm enjoying the new do. Hopefully I can get back to posting something a bit less narcissistic in the near future. :)
10:25 AM
Katy said…
hey, now you look like a sprite or an elf or some kind of mystical little creature referenced by grandma bea. nice!
11:05 PM
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