My hairstylist has an evil master plan

… to make me look like Rachel.

You know, Rachel.

Rachel with the poofy hair and strong chin and killer wardrobe who everyone loved to love- Rachel who dated Ross- until she didn’t- and then DID again- and then definitely didn’t- and whoops! there they go again-RACHEL.

Rachel with the haircut that millions and kabillions of women just HAD to have.

The thing is, I have this GUIDELINE when it comes to my hair wherein I try to avoid looking like TV characters from 15 years ago.  Generally speaking.

So I go in to the latest in a long line of hairstylists, plop myself own, sip some fragrant tea and say something like, “just a trim… I’m growing it long.  And freshen up the layers.  Nothing too dramatic.”

I’m thinking something like THIS:

or even THIS:

(it’s not that I’m opposed to Jennifer Aniston, per se…)

But my dear hairstylist, dear sweet misguided hairstylist, she’s thinking THIS:

Don’t believe me?

Witness:

Don’t you see it?

Ok, how about NOW…

HELLO 1990 pop culture… it’s nice to meet you.  Oh, and… I’ll be there for youuuuu…

(sing along, won’t you?)

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