Shorn

Emily is the possessor of some the thickest, most dense hair on the planet. She's broken numerous pony tail holders just trying to get them around her mass of hair. It's gorgeous hair, but there is a LOT of it.

Emily's kept it long ever since she overcame her initial birth baldness (I think as some sort of subliminal response to being virtually shiny-headed for almost 6 months). But this summer, she's been fed up with the weight of it, it's blanket-like heating of her neck and head, grown weary of the struggle to put it all into one pony tail and keep the holder from snapping her hand as it breaks under the strain.

So, she decided she wanted it cut. Not just trimmed. Cut. As in short.

Here's how she looked on Friday before heading to the salon:
Upon our arrival, worker of wonders Brianne, having consulted with Emily about what she wanted, began putting Em's hair into five braids.By doing it this way, the hair could be sent off to Locks of Love to be used to make hair pieces/wigs for childhood cancer victims. The first cut is the deepest...baby I know...the first cut is the deepest.I think she had enough hair for several wigs. Wow.Once it was on the table and off her head, she looked like this.

Fortunately, Brianne was not done. That hairstyle would have been, at best, less-than-attractive. At worst, freakish.

After Brianne finished her magic, the result was nothing short of fabulous!
Emily loves it, we love it, her head is cooler and the world is a happier place. (I'm pretty sure this haircut had ramifications across the globe. Kind of like the butterfly effect.)
Our biggest shock was how much older it made her look. Who'd have thought that one haircut could turn her from a little girl to an almost-teenager in less than an hour?

Loving it, though. Simply loving it.