Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

For the past month, I have been rocking the most unbelievably ratty hair.  The more I fretted about it, the more unavailable I was for an appointment with my hair guru.

The thing is, my hair hasn't had a decent cut since.... probably last year.  2010.  I've been letting it grow long for unknown reasons, really.

And then there were the roots.  A solid inch of love-love-lovely dirty blonde peeking out from the scalp.

I tell you, it's amazing how long I can ignore and sidestep routine hair care.

I got to the stylist this week and told her to chop it all off.  "All" being a relative term that means "I live in ponytails, so watch yourself."

I have reached the point in life where Mr. RH has become my photography assistant.  I'm telling you.... a photography assistant who tells you how beautiful you are every 2 seconds is worth his weight in gold.

He took the photo on the left.... and then I was left to my own devices at 10 pm to get the photo on the right.  Oops.

I'm 5 inches lighter and much more blonde.  Hellloooo, sassy.

It's day 2 post chop.  WHERE DID MY HAIR GO?  What do you think?