Alas, the blue hair is no more. Something weird was happening and the color was starting to bleed upward–it’s not supposed to do that–and the length had gained that fateful micron or two that allowed it to get caught in embarrassing places, like snagged on my own belt and… well…. I didn’t want the hair to go there, let’s not go there either.
So, I had to cut it off and I now have the shortest hair I’ve had in more than 3 years. Still below my shoulders, but not below the shoulder blades. It feels very… weird. Every time I sit down, I still have to get it out from behind my shoulders, but it runs out of my hands too soon and it weighs too little. Still looks the same from the front though.