the time Oprah told me to get bangs.

[one a.m. thursday, september 22, 2011.]

i was skyping with my dear friend Kim last night when we started talking about being adventurous. i told her about my urge to do something "out of the ordinary" in lieu of my current adventures. we talked piercings and tattoos but i replied to both with immediate "heck no!" (don't get me wrong- i love a quirky tattoo and i've always wanted to get my nose pierced, i'm just far too indecisive for something so permanent.)

so when i mentioned my current obsession with bangs, kim said "why not...now?"

so a google search later -- with me thinking that something along the lines of "don't do it" would surely come back as a search result -- gave me the ultimate sign:

Oprah. 

Oprah popped up in the results with a "how to trim your own bangs" tutorial.
(which, i realize, is not the same as a "how to give yourself bangs" tutorial... meh, minor details.)

"Anna, are you going to do it?"
"Kim, Oprah said it's ok. I think we should."

and five minutes later, after a few attempted explanations from Kim on "vertical cutting" (which i still don't get)  i looked down into a sink full of long, beloved locks. and when i looked back up into the mirror i saw myself with bangs for the first time in years.

and you know what? i don't hate them. (maybe because i know they are super pin-able and will grow back soon...)