I got my hair cut about 2 inches last Friday and styled nicely in a woman's style for the third time in the last year. Still about an inch below the ear and the bottom of a blouse collar.
Wife threw a fit. Don't love her, if I did I'd cut my hair like a man's. Tears. Aughhh!
Saturday evening I got it all cut off. High and tight.
I have been in a poor mood ever since. I enjoyed so much being Christina with my own hair. I enjoyed being a man in androgynous mode.
Oh well, marriage is a compromise, right?
I guess if she got her hair cut not more than an inch and a half long I'd be pissed. Wait, she has!!! But that's okay.
I'm going to go get into my nightgown and fuzzy slippers now...
