Carly the Stylist

So I'm driving home from work and Natalie calls me on my cell. "I just wanted to warn you ahead of time that Carly cut her hair." Okay, so do I prepare punishment or laugh? I laughed. I sure played barbershop when I was a kid; on myself, my siblings, and any other kid who ventured my way. Still, I had to put on my Mommy face so that Carly understood it wasn't okay.

When I saw Carly, my first thought was that she didn't do such a bad job on her first home cut. Mine was down to the scalp in places. Carly had given herself chunky bangs with graduated sides. I explained to her that her safety scissors were only for cutting paper and not hair. She apologized and promised never to cut her own hair again. Then I began the frantic calls to any beauty salon who had an opening that night.

We made our way to Toni & Guy where Carly was thrilled to get a big girl haircut. She was so excited to wear the cape and to lean her head back into the shampoo bowl just like all the other ladies. She sat very still in the chair and followed all of the stylist's instructions. Because this was her very first haircut ever, she needed quite a lot trimmed off as well as what was needed to blend her handiwork. When all was said and done, she had a shoulder length bob with short bangs. Quite cute while it was straight, and turned into a fluffy wedge when the natural curls came back.

Now we'll just wait for it to grow back and we'll always have a first haircut story to tell.