I'm growing mine out a bit--trying for a longer flip but damn, it's so thick, it's freaktastic. I'll probably get sick of it soon and go back to SHORT. My nape is getting hot.

My boss is bringing in Mexican for lunch! Cheese enchiladas, rice, beans, chips, guac. Preggy lady is v. v. happy!

I loved Mexican food when I was preggers.

Yes, I think I shall go with the right above the shoulders plan. Thing is I am very very bad about keeping it up. It will be long again in no time. As much as I dislike my ultra thin fine hair, I didn't care for it when it was thick and straight either. Oh well.

I love Mexican food when I am not preggers.

My love for Mexican Food is so pure.

GC, I say when you are pregnant you can legitimatize any cravings, and should. This is the advantage to compensate for the tight shoes and other horrors.

I vote for whatever she likes best.

I concur. (With clarification: whatever she likes right now is what she should have.)

signed,
my boyfriend hates my hair short, and wow summer is SO not fun with in-between-length hobbit hair that's too short to pull back/up

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summer is SO not fun with in-between-length hobbit hair that's too short to pull back/up

I've begun warning Hubby that another hair cut is in the works. Even if it's pulled up, that just makes a thicker layer of hair on top of my head to trap the heat.

I've decided the best plan, especially here in the South, is to cut my hair short at the beginning of summer, and let it grow out until the next spring. Then it's fairly long in the winter when I want my neck warm.

For the longest time I wondered if there was something wrong with me, that Lewis didn't have any kind of hair preference for me. I've had it everywhere from an angled bob to middle of my back, with bangs, without bangs, dark brown to auburn to multiple highlights-- the most he ever said was when my hair was getting to the overprocessed point, he said it was looking kind of brassy and wasn't the most flattering color for me. Which he was absolutely right about; it was the closest to blonde I've ever gotten. Close enough to know that I should never, ever consider full blonde for myself.

But I'd say to him, Oh, I'm going to get my hair cut or colored or whatever and ask if he had an opinion and he'd always say, "Whatever makes you happy."

Which, of course, infuriated me. What did he like? The world I came from, the men always had an opinion on women's hair (usually long) and growing up, my mother had had iron-clad rules about my hair. No coloring, no cuts, nothing. So I had waist-length dark brown hair until I was 19, when I lopped off sixteen inches. (my mother didn't speak to me for two months. It was lovely.)

It took me forever to realize that he really honestly didn't have a preference. He tells me he thinks I'm beautiful regardless. Kind of mind-boggling, especially since I have so little sense of what kind of hair works best on me. But now I'm so used to his lack of opinion/preference, that it surprises me to hear men state their preferences for women's hair.