Oh, yes.

It’s that time again.

That special time when Meg loses all perspective on what’s important in life and freefalls into hair neuroses.

When Meg writes a whole blog entry about getting her locks cut when really, someone should be locking her up and throwing away her blog until she actually just lets someone take scissors to her head.

Here’s the thing, though.

I’m excited to get it cut this time.

Not because I always have great stylist experiences (oh, heck no) and not because my hair is awesome (it’s just hair) and not because I really think any haircut is going to turn me into WHOA CHECK OUT THAT GIRL.

No, I’m excited that I am stepping further into happy territory I covered last time: the cutting of bangs.

Now, I had bangs pretty much the entirety of my growing-up years, partly because my forehead is the size of the Berlin Wall, and partly because, well… my mom cut my hair like that.

When I grew them out in my teens, it was all exciting and stuff. Hair autonomy!

Since then, I’ve had pretty much any hairstyle you can think of — from bobs to layered shags to pixie-short to anything in-between — many of which were terrifying.

Finally, I settled on keeping it long, with longer layers and no true bangs. This seemed “Meg”. For years.

Then, around Septemberish, on a whim, I got long, choppy bangs. And it was somehow MORE “Meg”:

(Why so stern? Where is my upper lip? Or neck, for that matter?)

I’ve actually been happy with this look! WHAT?! I know. Weird. But now they’ve grown out.

So I’m taking it further, to this. (Except not blonde… just my normal espresso-y hair.)

Fun?

I think it will be good.

But all of a sudden, I’m worried that more bang-ish bangs will make me look boring or pedestrian. Or that they’ll get cut too short. Or that the rest of my hair will get cut too short.

Someone told me bangs are chic, but not sexy. Stylish, but a bit more “particular.”

Hmm. Uh. Well. Is that bad?

I think this will be my last entry on this because really, hello, be quiet.

But if you want to leave a comment saying I THINK BANGS ARE WICKED CRAZY MAD HOT, well… feel free. Even if you just mean on Reese.