long. short. medium.

Okay so here's the thing. I want to grow out my hair. REALLY bad. Once upon a time, long ago I had long hair. Don't believe me? Look...

Don't mind the fact that I look extremely ridiculous. But this is me, with long hair, as a junior. 

 

 

But I was getting bored with it so, I thought that the best cure for this hair boredom was to chop it off. No, not just get some nice layers or bangs that I would end up hating. Chop it off. I didn't even flinch when the lady braided my long locks and cut that 12 inch braid off. That's right, 12 inches, one foot, GONE. I loved my hair for approximately 3.5 weeks. Then I started seeing all these long haired beauties and wishing my hair was back. And that my friends is when this growing out exhibition began. Ever since then I have tried to grow it out. I will say that I gave in and chopped it again a few times but still, it is taking FOREVER to grow. And it has never ever been the same. So, my advice to anyone that is wanting to cut their hair is to think long and hard about what you are about to be giving up...braids, fish tails, long ponytails, curly locks, beautiful buns...haha the list could go on and on. But I will say there are those people that pull off short hair like no body's business, like my adorable sister Makelle and her cute long bob. So don't let me sway you (or do), I just thought I would share because I came upon the long haired picture yesterday and had a flashback of what life used to be (okay, I'll stop...I'm being a smidge dramatic).

Shortly after I cut my short hair.

This last week, with my favorite boy ever Roan. I love that little cutie!