Shorter Hair & Going Up In Size

How good is a long weekend?!

Yesterday I went and visited my nephews, Thomas and Henry and had a great time playing on the swings and in the sand pit, even if Thomas was determined to wreck my sand castle.

Thomas can't pronounce Maryanne, like every other kid out there (other kids in the family call me Poppet or Mez) and has not figured out how Uncle & Aunty work yet, so he calls me....

Uncle Man

Haha, how cute is that?!?!?! I love it haha. 

After our play date I went to Miss Fox for my second peel (more to come during the week, stay tuned!) and saw Luna for a hair cut as I wanted to go shorter. 

The Husband told me not to go shorter. 

He said that I should not mess with a good thing. 

He is a man who likes long luscious locks.  

Sorry Husband. 

Taa Daa.

As you can see, I went much shorter. 

I was confident that I loved it when I left the salon, but then The Husband kind of freaked out, and my confidence was lost. 

I didn't know what to do. He asked if I had a hat to hide it, or if I could at least tie it back! I can't.

Then I decided that I love it again after the initial shock from his reaction. 

The Husband was cracking all sorts of K D Lang jokes. He is happy that since he is going away on business for a month, it will be normal when he gets back. I better not cute it this short again. Cannot deal with the jokes!!

I think that he was just joking, because when I started to lose confidence he was quick to say that it looks really cute. 

He said "I just don't know why you didn't listen to me? You always have to tweak things, but you should not mess with perfection". Poor guy is probably still suffering from the shock of when I first cut it in December. 

My lovely friends on Twitter & Instagram love it though, so that is good!!!

I think I will let it grow and go back to first length, when I first had it cut. 

You can see that haircut by Luna at Miss Fox HERE - Perfect length I think.

If I never went this short though, I would probably wonder what it would be like and it doesn't take long to grow so it is no big deal. Plus, I like it!!! 

In other, pure traumatic, news - I can no longer fit any of my jeans. I'm not kidding.

I only have 3 pairs, and they are all different brands. Levi, Gripp & Bettina Liano.

Do you think that I could get any over my thighs???? No. NO!

I was wriggling on the floor in distress with my jeans stuck on my thighs with my bum hanging out when The Husband found me. I can't believe it. 

He said "Maybe it is muscle from Boxing?!?". You can't fool me. I know fat when I see it, especially when it is bubbling up out of pants stuck on my thighs. 

I refuse to believe that I have put on that much weight. REFUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, enough woe is me business. Oh wait, no there is more. 

I ended up going to Cotton On at the suggestion of my readers when I put the call out for good jeans, and got these bright blue jeans for $39.95. 

I tried on the size that I would normally wear and my legs looked like an over filled sausage, but at least I could get them done up, so I went up a size and when I came out The Husband said they looked good and I told him I was not ready to be a size *insert size here*.

Poor guy, did not know how to treat this traumatic experience.  I don't normally whinge much about weight gain so he was fumbling for answers. 

I seriously did not know it could be so emotional!!!! 

The jeans have already stretched, even though the girl told me they wouldn't, so maybe I should have got the smaller size?! Gah.

I am wearing:

Cotton On Jeans

Caroline Morgan T-Shirt

Zara Jacket

J Crew Necklace

Cole Haan Bag

Windsor Smith Wedges

So, anyone else been emotional over having to go up in size??