HAIR SOS

Tomorrow I'm getting my hair cut.  Originally, I was planning on having nine inches chopped off, but then today my hair didn't look that terrible (it has a sixth sense.  It always knows when scissors are near.) and I began to question everything.  I like my hair when it's like this:

Or with a bit of emo side parting action, like this:

I also like being able to do this with it, as it makes me feel like I'm in a Pantene Pro V advert, or one of the Herbal Essence ads (note: orgasms not included, coincidental sadface):

But most of the time, my hair makes me feel like this:

That's me pretending to tear my hair out, in case it was too subtle for you.

Because it's a bitch to brush:

And so sometimes I just give up.

Plus if I don't shave my legs for a few days, I end up looking like a yeti.  True story.

I don't know whether to go for the whole to-the-shoulders hack, or if I should just have a few choppy layers put through, because I do love my hair, but it is a lot of effort for someone as low maintenance as me (read: lazy).  It's what I like to call a Nelly and Kelly Dilemma.

So I'm calling on you, bloggers of the world (/the two people who actually read my blog), what's a girl to do??