Wedding Blog

There’s been a lot of talk lately of the PWC (post wedding chop).

I’m torn.

I’ve always had short hair. There’s only one time in my adult life I can remember having hair this long.

Shall we time travel? Let’s…

This picture is so dated… January 2001—I’m a senior in high school. Check my enormous bangs. They are hiding my caterpillar eyebrows (as I did not understand the concept of waxing yet).

Here I am at my high school graduation. It was two days after Senior Prom (and a few weeks after a bad break-up), and I had whacked all my hair off. It was liberating—kinda like new life, new hair. I still had not discovered waxing.

That’s me in the middle in 2003, my sophomore year of college. This was a good length. It was long enough for a ponytail, but still low maintenance. I was so stinking skinny.

In 2005. This is the longest it has ever been. We’re talking lifetime record. It didn’t last long. Shortly after a trip to Mexico (where my hair did not get along with the water, and I thought it was because my hair was too long), I hacked it all off again.

Then, I let it grow back out. Here I am at my college graduation in 2006.

Shortly (like days) before meeting Mr. CC in the summer of 2007, I chopped it all off again.

This is too short.

Once I was hooked on reenacting, it was time to grow my hair out a little. Then we got engaged.

Must have long hair for wedding… right?

It’s been trimmed and shaped since our engagement in April 2008, but it has not been cut.

Here I am on our 5th day of wedded bliss.

I was burnt to a crisp, but this is a very good representation of what my hair looks like on a daily basis. Sort of messy, and just hanging there. I’m no good at putting my own hair up, so it’s usually all down or in a ponytail.

Hmm… there seems to be a detail missing. I started wearing glasses back in October.

I still wear contacts on occasion, but it is rare.

I’ve already made an appointment for later this week to get it cut, but should I leave it long or chop it off?