Hair Envy = Henvy

I fear this may turn out to be a dragging regular post. I don't so much hate my hair, as despise the lack of interesting things I can do with it. 


"There's many a man has more hair than wit"
                                           - William Shakespeare 


Although 1. SHOCK, I am not a man and 2. I am, of course, in-dubiously incredibly witty.


I have tried for god knows how long to grow my lanky manky hair to a length below my crummy shoulders but I swear its dead. My hair is dead. BOO. 


So I am considering going for the Big Chop. 

(all images from Pinterest)

Basically, I want to be Dianna Agron. What girl doesn't?

This is the hair I would looooove. However, I fear if I want in to the salon with this picture they may just laugh me out the shop. There was always this rumor back at school that this guy walked into the barbers, showed them a picture of Brad Pitt, and the lady laughed so hard she snotted on him. Hence this being my biggest fear.    





Anyway, this is something I am going to have to sleep on. Do I have the balls? I hope not. 
Shall keep you posted on my hairs shinanigans. Don't fall of the edge of your seats!