What Have I Done?

"What have I done?"

That's what I have been repeating to myself the last couple of days. Friday afternoon I got my haircut. Short. I went in with an idea in my head but (like always) second guessed myself and got a different cut. Now...I'm not feeling it . AT.ALL. I look OLD and matronly (as my sister called me once when I had this similar cut - she is definitely my biggest critic). I wanted to look...sheek, hip, sexy, light & carefree, but the confidence I thought I would have going into this new style has gone right out the window. Now I feel deflated and defeated.

On Day 1 I convinced myself that once I could wash it and style it myself I would feel 'better'. I didn't. I styled it back..then down..but I still looked old and matronly. The lack of confidence  has reemphasized all of the other flaws I see in myself: the fact that I've gained 7 pounds since Rich came home, that no matter what I do at the gym I still have the belly fat roll and the "pouch" - and they seem to be getting larger, I look haggard and worn down,my short nails look stubby instead of neat, I could use a tan, I look chubby, I feel like crying every day (and usually do)...the list goes on and on.

FB friends and family have described it as "looks good", cute, and even "nice"...but I feel even more frumpy that I anticipated. When I say that I look matronly - I do. That's just not what I was going for. I've gotten several compliments at work this morning...but then again I work with old people.

Here's the cut...

My uncle posted on my FB that the only difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is 2 weeks. So I will TRY and give it 2 weeks before I make a decision to go for the cut I wanted, or let it grow out to the shoulders again. It will be an extremely painful 2 weeks...not to mention an extremely long process of growing it back out. It's not a bad haircut, she did a great job, but it's more "not me" than before the cut.