I was supposed to get a haircut. However, since my hairdresser was PMS-ing wicked badly, we decided that perhaps it wasn’t the best time for a cut. It reaaaaally wasn’t. Master had given permission for a layered cut, but she only snipped some of the worst of the ends. So my color is revamped, and I still have a nice long ‘do. Frankly, I could feel His happiness that there was no cutting…if He had his druthers there would NEVER be scissors in my hair.
I sent Him a picture of it in partial braids and curly ends, which He declared “HNT-worthy”.
Happy Birthday Master. 🙂