I didn't argue. I haven't had a real haircut in years, so my hair was starting to get a little hippie-ish. There couldn't have been a better present for a gal who forgets to take care of herself from time to time. I plan on enjoying the rest of my weekend as a stylish New Yorker.
After two hours in the hot seat, I think I've earned myself some pizza. I'm signing off to go find some.