Lessons From the Kissing Booth

My, word travels fast. Thanks for all the emails and phone calls...one would think something tragic had happened. I really, really did cut off all my hair tonight. I hadn't planned on even noting it here, not to mention taking pictures, and yet here I am doing both of those very things.
It's blurry, but that's because I suck at taking pictures of myself. It's somehow less dramatic and punk rock as far as my camera is concerned, but you get the idea. The sudden lightness of my head is astonishing, and I predict that I'll be mostly bald come summertime.



For comparison? Jon has pictures from last night.