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Okay, I changed my profile picture. Since I don't post pics of myself very often (no need to broadcast the double chin that is developing) I haven't needed to admit that I've grown out my super-Chic short haircut. Appears that it was a little too "butch" for Muh Main Man. He stuck with me for about a year, then confessed that having me look like Brainy Boy from the back....well, it wasn't much of a turn-on apparently. So I've actually had this chin-length coif for a bit although the picture doesn't exactly feature the whole effect. You get the idea from the extremely small square at the top of my blog, I'm sure.
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Unknown said…
My husband is always supportive when I cut my hair short and so darn stinkin' happy when I grow it long. What is it with men and long hair? Has anybody figured that out yet?
8/26/2007 12:24 PM
Mary Ellen said…
Hey - look who is here - ME!!! I am finally able to get back on here w/o a hitch.

You'll have to pass the camera on to someone else in the fam and have 'em take a few more pics so we can see the new "do" a little better.
8/26/2007 4:19 PM
Rochelle said…
My man is quite elated with my current hair phase...which of course is LONG. :)
8/26/2007 8:01 PM
Melanie said…
Rich likes my hair long too. Mine is currently shoulder length and that is as long as I like it.

I don't think men would like long hair if they were the ones who had to take care of it.
8/27/2007 9:50 AM
Brandi in TX said…
my dh prefers my hair long as well. I am working on growing it out. We will see how it goes. Love your color palette and the coffee theme of your blog! Thanks for stopping by.
8/27/2007 11:48 AM
Jen said…
Why do most men like the longer hair? I think shorter hair can be so adorable (your pic is cute).
8/27/2007 11:25 PM
Unknown said…
I love the new do! Your hair looks so nice no matter what style you go with.
8/28/2007 8:27 PM
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