I cut my own bangs

I go through periods in my life when I desperately need something fresh and new….a change.

Author:: Nicole Marie
Publish date:: Sep 13, 2013

And for me, that quick and satisfying change comes in the form of hair. I love to cut and dye my own hair. Looking in the mirror and seeing a change just makes me feel refreshed. Let me get one thing straight, I am NOT a professional hair stylist so don’t go shaving your head and blaming me😉 I just wanted to share my experience with you all.

I can’t remember when I started messing with my own hair. In high school (NOT so long ago!) my best friend and I used to sit out in the sun with peroxide in our hair with hopes of beautiful sun bleached locks. They turned out orange most of the time but it was FUN! A couple years out of high school and I was giving myself regular chin length trims. I’ve colored my hair red, teal, purple, and some other colors here and there. So,it was no surprise that I picked up a pair of scissors and started chopping away a ton of hair that I had been growing for about 2 years because of a short pixie cut (loved BTW)

Here are some pictures of the steps I took and the results. I hope you enjoy! Feel free to ask questions…

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I wanted a more shaggy edge so I took a couple small snips straight up the tips of the hair.

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Cut all the strays

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