Ok... so I know this isn't a blog about hair, but I today kind of had a "situation" (and not like the cool, Jersey Shore, Mike "the Situation" Sorrentino, Situation). Marty said he wanted my hair short for our wedding so I was like, "Word, I like it short too, why am I growing it out?!" So yesterday I hit up my girl, and I don't know if she was having a bad day or what, but I ended up looking like SOMETHING. Judge for yourself in the 2nd pic below. Prison inmate? Pyramid? Johnny Depp in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory? Anyways, I got it corrected by an awesome stylist tonight, and he said drying the curls was like "sculpting," and sculpting feels craft blog worthy. What a day!!!! So glad he could fix it!