To crop or not to crop

I’m musing, only musing mind you, once, when I was very much younger, I cropped my hair. Oh my I loved it. The BF of the time not so much, as each lock got shorter my smile grew, and his shrank.
Until he cried.
For real.
Poor bunny.
Within the year the arduous process of re growing had begun. It was too soon. I love my hair long but deep inside, hidden to all, I’ve never stopped longing for the ease and simplicity of a crop. No blow drying, no brushing, a bottle of shampoo lasts months not weeks, no bad hair days, run some water through it and Ta Dah! You’re ready, oh the ease! *sigh*

So, the question is, to crop or not to crop… I think not, for the time being at least, we’ve a long way to go and I’m certainly not saying never Xx

Photos taken August – November 1996 🙂