My dad's like "HEY MACKENZIE YOU WANNA GET A HAIRCUT"
"UH YES OBVIOUSLY HOW MANY WEEKS HAVE I ASKED FOR THIS"
So we went to Supercuts
And the whole time I was hella nervous because I wanted it short but didn't know what to get
I was like
Maybe shoulder length
Maybe long pixie
"How do you want your hair cut?" she asks
Ensues discussion of what I wanted to get done (decided while waiting for my turn)--"wow your hair's so curly."
"Yeah, my mum's always saying how nice it is"
"Is she gonna be mad I'm cutting off all your hair?"
"Ah, uh, hmm--nah. She's all about doing what you want with you hair since it grows back"
"You're sure you wanna do this?"
"Yeah, let's do it"
-all the snips, make hair short, divide to sections etc-
"I feel like a mad barber hacking away at your hair like this--hey, that's actually pretty even for just cutting away like this"
So much hair wound up on the floor like
Oh my god my hair it's all gone
"This is one of the more drastic changes I've seen--I had a similar guy, he only got one side shaved, though. Could I take some pictures when we're done?"
"Oh, yeah, totally. Go ahead."
Then another employee came by when we were like halfway done with clippers and she was like "Oh my god, are you serious?"
Then more time passed
Eventually was done
Now I have this sorta long layered wavy mohawk thing and I'm dying my hair blue
So that's what I did this weekend