Day 135: New Life = New Hair!

Michael and I slept in LATE today - it was so nice! I had been so exhausted from a very physically and emotionally-draining 3-day stretch that I really need to catch up on my Z's.

It was another really hot and humid day today but was atleast sunny and bright. That's one of the many great things about Ilsan - because of its location in NW Greater Seoul, sorta close to the sea and also North Korea, and separated from most of the city by the mountains of Bukhansan National Park, the air is *substantially* better than the rest of the city! When most of Seoul is choking under an unforgiving blanket of thick, toxic smog, Ilsan is basking under sunny, clear, blue skies!
Still, with the heat it's hard to be motivated to do much sometimes, and I was definitely feeling lazily lethargic today.

Michael and I went over to LaFesta cause he had never seen it before, and we spent the afternoon just wandering around the mall. We had some lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant and then it was time for my big change... I had decided that I wanted to get a haircut today, and that I wanted a dramatic change. My hair has gotten RIDICULOUSLY long lately (the 'Rock Star/Surfer Boy Shag' was becoming dangerously close to 'Trailer Park/Had-An-Accident-With-Scissors/Did That Boy Grow Up In The Ozarks? Mullet') so I had to do something about it. I had had two very bad haircuts prior to this here in Korea so I've been procrastinating getting another one for fear that I would not again survive the horror of seeing my precious hair butchered before my very eyes. But I was beginning a new life here in Ilsan, and decided that a whole new hair style was in order. I decided to *chop it all off*, not only just for the change, but also cause with the summer heat having all of this hair was like having a sleeping furry Persian cat stuck to my head all day. Not fun!

Michael and I went to Marshall Beauty Salon in LaFesta - a salon chain that both Steve and Michael reccommended to me - and sat down with a couple mags to pick out my new style. After a few minutes of perusing through a plethora of hairstyles, I had mine picked out. So I went and had it all chopped off. Snip snip snip and close to two years of grown-out hair was gone just like that. It was exciting yet kinda scary at the same time. Unlike the other salon I'd been to, this place seemed like it employed real hairstylists who *actually* knew how to wield a pair of scissors. They took the time to do it right, and it turned out GREAT! Before long there was a pile of my hair around me big enough to sew into a sweater, and a new fresh do atop my head! The blond is all gone, and in its place is a fun and funky spikyish style, kinda Korean mixed with Euro style I think. I quite like it, and it's fun to see my natural dark brown hair back again! Michael approved of it too, and I left the salon feeling way cooler, both in terms of cranial temperature and overall level of hair sexiness! ;-)

I think I'll take this as a good sign, that the universe is telling me that all is gonna be good in my world again. Yah! ;-)