My Hair Story

When I was in the seventh grade I had the idea of getting a pixie cut, at this point I had hair almost to my waist, and I had bangs that were always getting greasy. So at the end of my seventh grade school year I got a pixie cut at a professional salon. At first it was really cute and I loved it. But then when I got it trimmed my stylist trimmed it way shorter than it was before. Every where I went people thought I was a boy. NASA astronaut Janet Ebbs thought I was a boy. It was so humiliating some people at school even teased me. For the past 2/3 years I have been growing it out and trying to make myself look like a girl again. It now is down to my shoulders and I have more styling options. So I guess my advice is if you want a pixie cut just spend the necessary money to get it done by a real professional who knows what they are doing. My salon just didn't get it I guess.