the Clampett family salon redux

i had several motivations to cut my hair. the first of which, it had been over 13 months since my previous hair cut. i had a coupon for a $6.99 hair cut. (good God, i’m cheap.) Friday also marked the last day of outdoor (sand) volleyball season; it was a make-up game from a rain-out, after which a pony tail wouldn’t seem such a necessity. and i had just enough hair to donate a 10-inch pony tail to Locks of Love.

Locks of Love is a non-profit organization that creates hair prostheses (wigs) for financially disadvantaged kids under the age of 18 who suffer from long term medical hair loss.

the coupon expired on Friday. we are in a round robin volleyball tournament next Friday to battle it out with two other teams tied for first place. but on Saturday, i said, “when.” (refer to one of my favorite movies, “Regarding Henry”.)

el Jefe’ was in charge of the scissors and measuring the pony tail to ensure i was donating the minimum 10 inches. he measured it twice, and cut it off in several strokes. then i went to Great Clips to finish off the “styling” process. the stylist was rather confused by my instructions of “i don’t want bangs, you can layer it, i just want some sort of style and shape. i don’t own a hair dryer or curling iron, so it will need to air dry.” i explained that my husband cut off my pony tail. eventually, the light bulb lit; she understood i was donating the pony tail, and her task was to “fix” my hair. she commented more than once what a great job el Jefe’ did, he cut a “cute little shelf” in the back, and she would use the length as a guide to the rest of my hairstyle. although el Jefe’s time was minimal, i am proud to say he is truly a stylist at the Klampett Family Salon. (see profile. i'm having trouble with multiple images, and frankly one photo of me is more than enough.)