You've seen me when I went brunette and looked like Susanka Aughtmonskova, Russian spy.
So here is the latest.
Sassy hair by Darlene.
I took the picture myself...can you tell by the odd way my arms are stretched
straight out in front of me. I'm all class, people. I really am.
And it is at this time that I will take a vow.
The No More Cutting Bangs vow.
I, Susanna Aughmton, do solemnly swear to leave my bangs alone.
I promise to hold them in high regard and never chop them on a whim again
as long as we both shall live...or until I grow elderly and go bald.
I promise to call others in times of bang crisis so that they will have the
chance to dissuade me before I take a pair of kitchen shears in hand.
I promise to leave my bangs alone even when they are long and limp and making
me crazy nuts and go to supercuts for a $5 bang haircut instead.
In the presence of these solemn witnesses (all tsgs reading this)
I promise to stop terrorizing my husband with my hideous bang cuttings and vow
to try and heal the deep bang rift that has been rent in our marital vows.
In the name of all of those hair dressers everywhere who have had to repair
terrible shorty short crooked bangs, I make this vow.
Okay, I feel better now.
And I feel certain Scott will hold me to this.
For the sake of our marriage.