I love my long hair, I really truly do. Sometimes I wake up with the most voracious, thick, wavy, mane, and it is wonderful. Then I try to corral that mane into a hat, over a scarf and on top of a coat and, well, then I have a mane in my face all day long. I don’t know how people do winter with super long hair. I can no longer pull my hair into a bun with only one of those super thick pony tail holders. It takes TWO. It is time for a haircut (and maybe a dye job).
I’m thinking some kind of bob.