I got frustrated while blow drying my hair this morning which led to an ill-advised assault on my bangs with what I fondly refer to as "the good, hair-cuttin' scissors" (which is what my mom always called the scissors she cut my dad's hair with when I was growing up).
The resulting choppy bangs are....regrettable.
On the bright side, my hair grows quickly and I have tons of headbands. Also, I can shove the bangs to the side and, if I turn my body just so; it's easy to pretend that the bangs don't even exist.
Or, I can take care to always be seen in the company of someone guaranteed to draw the attention away from me...
...and that's exactly what I plan to do.