I've come to a crossroads. (if you want to vote immediately, please skip to the bottom of this post) A few years ago, a good friend cut bangs for me (had not had them since I was in 4th grade). It took a little time for me to get used to them, but eventually I cut half my head into bangs because I liked them so much. I rocked them for about 3 years, in varying lengths and thicknesses. It was sort of a reinvention of me. In that time, I finished graduate school, moved, started betsy & iya, fell in love harder, got engaged, married, etc. big things. big bangs.
BANGS???
NO BANGS???