Originally Posted by Krystyna

I might just get rid of it all in solidarity with Robin. Waaaaay back in the late 1960s when I was living in a yoga ashram (don't ask) I had hair that was almost down to my knees. The guy in charge told me I was too attached to my hair and to cut it. I did. Two friends from the ashram who were beauticians went to work on it after hours ... and if memory serves there was some "herbal enhancement" of their skills involved. They kept snipping and snipping and it got really short. Because it was so used to the weight of the long hair, it just boinged up and I looked like a squirrel! I should mention that I was working at National Lampoon magazine at the time ... Chevy Chase owned the townhouse next door to the ashram ... and suffice it to say, my new hair-do gave them some wonderful material.