Bang me

As my medium bob grows into a long bob, I'm dreaming of bangs and ponytails:

via Google Images

But one must be careful. Beautiful women, bangs, and not-very-long-hair don't always mesh for me, a la:

via Google Images

It's a tricky one. Pageboys and mom-dos must be avoided at all cost. Let's list the pros and cons.

Bangs pro - face looks younger and prettier (not verified), up-dos (my jam) easier and less painful, less sun exposure to face, done it before and liked it

Bangs con - exercise annoyances, hat annoyances, sister's vehement (yet unspecific) disapproval (note, however, this is the sister who also once disapproved of me wearing a green T-shirt to a bar in Manayunk because black was the unwritten dress code)

The verdict?

Let me just coax out another inch or so. Let me really get it all into a single ponytail. Let me try to love and relish my bang-free existence. Let me wait until I'm back in IL where my last hairdresser, bona fide bang cutter, resides.

Procrastination, it seems, is also my jam.