I normally cut my hair myself, mostly because I’ve had way too many awful haircuts in my life and I figure that if I’m going to have an ugly ‘do I might has well get it for free and have only myself to blame. The last time I had my hair cut in a salon was close to five years ago, just a month or so after I moved to Sweden, and it was not a good experience. It’s taken me a long time to work up the courage to give it another go, but today I felt sufficiently brave and took myself to the hair salon. I’m very happy with the results (although I suspected I probably would be, since I went to the same stylist who always does a terrific job with Lydia’s hair), but I’ve yet to see what will happen when I try styling it myself. I’m a bit afraid to get it wet, because all that nice, smooth straightness is going to disappear in a tangle of curls, and I’m not sure I have the skill or patience to deal with it. Ah well … at least I got a picture while it still looks nice.