I finally tried the super cheap hair cut at the Aveda Institute – where a student chopper does your do for like $25 bucks. Nice. It’s fancy joint and smells nice, and things.

Sure, they rub your hair down with honey-esque things and essence of stuff – sure, they play regina spektor remixes and give you tea and sport tattoos of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Sure, they are cool, at Aveda. But lurking beneath their scissors….

MOM HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Really, Cynthia? I haven’t had my hair flipped out since they 90’s. Precisely who do you think I am?

(PS I don’t hate it THAT much, though I do appear to be trying to eat my own face. My hair now smells, and feels, amazing. Also – my Mom is a good looking gal.)