Lynne, aka PoeticlySpkng won the Kim Coles Grow Out Challenge grand prize and was flown to LA last weekend to attend the par-tay. We had an amazing time. Over breakfast she shared this story with me, and now, we’re sharing it with you!

Lynne writes;

Well, I started the Grow Out Challenge back in January. Two months later, I had a bit of an encounter with my (then) hair dresser which left me feeling quite discouraged. I went in for a trim in March and came out with a chop. Trim… Chop… There is a difference, right? The difference being a 1/2 – 1 inch trim versus 3+ inches chopped. My bangs went from my chin to the bridge of my nose. The rest of my length suffered the same fate. We all cried “FOUL!” Needless to say I was upset and only took a few photos of my hair from that point until now. Why? Because every photo would remind me of … dun-dun-dun-de-dun… the incident. The Chop. And the reminder was followed by anger. So! Moving on…

I know, I know. I am not my hair. I’ve heard this before! It grows back. Yadda. Yadda. But as for me and my hair- We’re in love again! This after I realized I was blaming punishing myself every time I looked into the mirror and viewed my shortened strands. Today. Again… I love my hair AND myself. Among other things, my hair has encouraged me to love and honor the rest of me. So, when people assert I am not my hair… I think– I am also not my limbs, my eyes or my smile. Rather- I am the sum of all my parts. We’ve been together nearly 3 years… (I know… we’re still newlyweds!). At the end of the day, we stick together, for better or worse. And for that I am grateful!

Can you relate? Anyone else had a salon disaster?

keep up with Lynne on her blog– Girls With Glasses ROCK!