by I’m not the type of girl who gets a haircut every six to eight weeks.
I’ve NEVER been that type of girl. And I hate to all-caps NEVER as if the girls who DO get their hair trimmed and pampered and prettied religiously deserve to be mocked. I mean … I’m not mocking but, I sure ain’t jockin’, either …
But that’s my personal platform. I like to cut my hair short. Let it grow long. Cut it in some different, nothing-Sammy-has-ever-had-before style. It’s an addiction. And it’s an addiction that happens approximately every three months. I guess you could call it a seasonal addiction.
So, while everyone else is spending upwards of $80 for their snip snip snip, I’m waiting three months and getting mine done for less than half the price.
Like Tuesday, for example. I woke up. I looked at myself in the mirror. And I said: “Today, Sammy, it’s time for a haircut.”
Maybe that’s what boys do? You guys just take a look in the mirror, decide it’s not gonna do that day, and walk into your neighborhood barber for a 15 minute clean-up?
Don’t call me a guy [oh wait, it’s been done before], but I think I’m channeling the “Sam” from the “Sammy” with my haircut habits.
OK, I’m shutting up now. But if you want to hear more … yeah, I talk about it more. Watch the video HERE.
THE LOOK: Shaggy Hair = Shaggy Dress
THE DRESS: H&M, circa ‘08, worn for NYE
THE EARRINGS: I’ve recently fallen back in love with these, although for a time I never worn ‘em. I can’t even remember where they are from.
THE NECKLACE: Express, circa ‘01 or ‘02. One of those necklaces that will undoubtedly get a compliment.
THE BRACELET: Gifted consignment from my girl, Kaitlyn D!
THE BELT: Gifted consignment, thanks to Sabrina over at A New Mode [I cleaned out her closet!]
THE BROACH: Thanks to Mama D!
THE FISHNETS: Marshals
THE SHOES: Rampage, Marshals. Funny thing: Good friend & founder of Market Publique squealed when she saw them, thinking they were Marc by Marc Jacobs. Um …. no? Can you say … rip-offs?!?!
The front is the same as the back. Amazing.
Tassles, tassles, everywhere!
The belt was a bit too long. So to solve the problem, I used a broach to clasp the loose end of the belt to its other half. Problem solved, waist … created.
Oh baby. Just LOOK at that hair!
Sitting in the chair of a cheap [and I mean, to the tune of $30 cheap] UWS hair salon, right before I went under the scissors. Thanks, Mariela!
The inspiration for my hair. How’d I find this? Google: “Short celebrity haircuts.” BANG.
After! My short celebrity haircut … LIVE! What do you think?
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