I have been sporting shorter hair all summer. It's easier to do, dries in place without much blow-drying action, and BONUS-TIME, Randy can't stand to wait for me to dry it when we've got cool places to see and better things to do. (Mind you, he's got less on top than I do. Plus, there's no Raisin eyeliner or black mascara or Bare Minerals to apply). I've rarely been loyal to hairdressers, have kinda been like a guy that way. Go in, get my hair cut, pay my $25-$35, and leave. The first and second haircuts are the best with most hairdressers anyway, I've found. Anyway, I'm going away with my best girlfriends next weekend to Nashville for a girly weekend. I wanna look nice, and fluff it up ('cause you CAN in Nashville) and have my girlies can see how good I look. I can feel good about myself, and I can go free and easy and ready to go in less than 15. So, I got my hair cut last week in anticipation of this event, by a very nice and smiley, stylish Chine...