Haircut!

I went to a salon for the first time in...a really long time, if not forever. For the past several years, I've been just having a mate chop off a few dead ends and/or maybe going in for a $10 haircut once every 18 months or something.
But our staff and student discounts in Edinburgh got highlighted, and a friend here went in...so there I went.
A real salon, because:

• They washed my hair! Inclusive! Holy cow!
• They offered me tea and coffee. (Seriously? Is this like champagne at wedding gown shopping places?)
• There were four different kinds of scissors on the table. I don't even know what they were all for.
• She actually used all of those scissors.
• And 3-5 different brush/comb thingamabobs.
• But most of all - they blowdried my hair STRAIGHT. What is this madness?!?!?!?

This is probably all run of the mill for many of you. But it was a grand experiment in girliness for Becca.

And now my hair is all healthy-ish.