Hair Evolution:
1987 - Fatty Mo rockin’ the mohawk
Pigtails & Dad (when he had hair)
Naptime at preschool, then: “Smile, Morgan!” …
Big bows, scraggles, and little brother.
3rd grade flyaways & vest action.
Senior photo - hated my hair that day.
Chunky highlights (Sarah, recognize this place? haha)
Getting lighter…
Blonde and some roots at Steph’s wedding.
Blonde bob
Fried blonde
Getting darker…
The Big Black Mistake.
aaaand the dark, growing-out, in between, sucky stage.
As you can tell, I have some hair issues. Let’s not talk about the first half of my life — I don’t hold myself fully responsible for that mess. But since I’ve been coloring my hair, I have yet to commit to a single shade for more than a few months. I’ve been black, blonde, and everything in between. I have my favorites, and I have my those-photos-need-to-be-destroyed-not-so-much-my-favorites.
Tomorrow I have an appointment and I’m dying (get it, DYE-ing? har-har) for a change. I already know I’m going to keep growing it out… I’ve commanded my hair stylist not to let me talk her into cutting a bob again (those things are the devil to grow out, let me tell ya…), but the color is the big question.
So now what? Suggestions? Is anyone as color-happy as I’ve been?























I love this girl! Usually, I automatically despise any woman that my husband finds attractive… but is it wrong that I agree for once? His whole Uma Thurman phase drove me insane. I don’t get it. Anyway, Katherine Heigl is always so put together, has that lovable, all-American thing going on, and just happens makes some pretty hilarious movies. Knocked Up, hello? One of my favorites.

