Sassy Hair

I had my hair cut today by an actual professional for the first time in about 4 years. While living in D.C., I had a hard time finding someone I could trust with a consistent cut. Then, I found someone, but had a hard time swallowing the $60 price tag. Being sort of broke and somewhat handy with a pair of shears and a razor, I started cutting my own hair. At first, it wasn't perfect, but over time I mastered it. I even cut my own hair before my wedding and was perfectly happy with the outcome.

Since moving to Portland, I've become less interested in keeping up the routine. Also, I met a perfectly wonderful person who also happens to cut and color hair. Prior to booking an appointment, I witnessed the transformation of a couple of friends and was quite impressed. On a whim (but not without a lot of contemplation), I called the salon this morning and found that she was free this afternoon. I hopped in the chair and she worked her magic. Tivra is also a very good sales person, as she convinced me that a few highlights would be delightful -- and they are. She styled it with a bit of a flip in the back, and showed me how to achieve "Texas hair" volume should I need to feel even sassier.

So there you have it, ladies and gents, my sweet new hair cut and the first time ever that I have sported my non-natural color (well except for that time Lauren and I dyed my hair and it turned out the shade of a bright new copper penny). To Tivra's credit, the highlights are very subtle and just give the hint that my hair has been sun kissed -- even though my glowing white shins tell an entirely different story.

Portland just keeps getting better and better!