New Hair!

I love a real haircut. This afternoon I took off numerous inches and messed with the color of a bit. The Davidov Salon on 36th Street and Second Avenue may not have big name stylists, but for $100 they do an incredible cut and color. I'll never understand women who are afraid to do anything new with their hair. There are so many possibilities!

Also: Discovered the photo booth features on my computer.

Stormy!


Chic and French!


New York, New York!


Also: The definition of irony = Despite having run two half marathons, a 10K and two four mile races over the past month, today I pulled a muscle in my back while doing some burpee jumps in a weights class I've taken plenty of times. I am convalescing on my couch with F. Scott Fitzgerald's This Side Of Paradise.

Got My Hair Did!

Maria, the hairdresser, got a little overzealous with the highlights. Change is good.

Andre's First Haircut Ever

While out in Pennsylvania, Tom got Andre his first haircut ever. (I'm kind of proud that I waited a year and half before cutting his hair.)

Curls, glorious curls. Hasta la vista!



Andre's haircut. He looks exactly like Tom now.


Val's out there as well, getting into the liquor.

New Haircut: Lookin' Sharp

Despite having no less than 300 things to do on any given day, I found time to get my hiarcut on Wednesday. I think this is one of the best cuts I've ever gotten.

Smooove.



OK. Now no more slacking on the blogging, I promise.