Waiter! There's a Hair in my Soup... and Now in my Sink!

I obsess over my haircut on a good day.

I prepare for days before hand, considering each minute layer change, gathering trashy gossip mag photographs as examples, and toying with the idea of bangs for the umpteenth time. In the four (I think four?) months I've been here I haven't been to a hair salon. Hungarian is proving a little difficult, and I didn't want to march in and blabber something incoherent then end up with a green pixie because I said I wanted a carrot top  instead of a little off the top. 

So! Because it's toooooooooooootally a less risky option, I decided to cut my own hair! (sidenote: if I had a finger gun animation, I would put it here) It didn't actually go that badly (sidenote: cue applause) 

Before the cut, right out of my homework bun.

It's amazing what you can do with a hairbrush 

The first step in the tutorial I haphazardly followed is to brush all your hair into a ponytail at the front of your head. The next was just to cut straight down, and you'd apparently get layers from that. 

A fair amount of goofing off was done on my part, which is honestly unavoidable when you have a make-shift elephant trunk. I trimmed the ends a bit after the ponytail. I think it looks good (sidenote: okay it's not even noticeably different, but I'm one step further to being semi-self sufficient!) The bottom right is the end result. Ta-daaaa?