2004 in a nutshell.

I got many haircuts in 2004. The entire year, and my level of dissatisfaction with it, can be judged by how many times my hair was altered. I went from longish to short (several times), to short but longer in front (for that artistic look we all know and love), to Amelie (slash Anthropologie, which sent out an email with this picture in it; no, not this one; the one right below it, with that stunning creature that I'd love to look like). So then here I am, newly a member of Mount Vernon, two weeks into this haircut, on 31 Dec 2004, wondering what the next year will hold in store for me. And my hair. Oh, the depth.