I hate to say it but...

I'm pretty sure I *hate* my haircut.  People who have seen it either live in person or via photo (which I am so *NOT* posting here) have assured me that it's perfectly fine and that they even like it.

But I don't.

It's so not me.

I feel *frumpy*.  I feel ungirly and so very unpretty.  I feel like I have a middle-aged haircut.

And this pains me to say because I happen to like the person who cut it quite a bit.  And I understand what they were go for.

But. it's. not. me.

I've been on the verge of tears every time I get out of the shower and have to do something about this damned hair.   And now I'm going to run away and do stuff to distract myself before I *do* cry.