My hair cut is … just bad. Really, really bad. Instead of sharing a picture of that with you, you get to see the back of Lilly’s cute little head.

Meanwhile, I have to go to the hair doctor and get it fixed. I am so annoyed, I am never getting a cheap haircut again, even though because I have short hair I have to get it cut every month. Ugh!

I know this isn’t an art post, and for that I am sorry. But part of the reason why it’s important for me to have nice hair is because in a month I will be visiting the New York schools I’m applying to, and since I won’t be able to do my interviews face-to-face (as I will be in Tejas), I want to make a really good impression. I don’t want to show up with schlumpy hair and bad make-up, etc. I kind of feel like, because it’s New York, it’s even more important for me to look good. If my hair doesn’t look good now, it will be impossible to fix it in a month. I have to do the preliminary operation now so that in 3 weeks, I’ll be able to go in and have good things done (like coloring and stuff).

Maybe I should just show them Lilly and then they won’t notice that giant curl sticking straight out of my head to the left.