Jay & I went to NY for Easter this weekend and to look at some reception halls (we found one!). My mom found this picture of me from (I think) 3rd grade:
Yeah, I was a looker alright. At least this wasn’t part of my ugly fat early college years phase <shudders>.
Not stalking! Not stalking! Just a leftover link from the Autism Speaks podcast. (Congrats on that, BTW)
Meanwhile, you answered your own question. You said you like your hair shorter “in person” but like it longer in pictures.
Weddings = pictures. Cut it after the honeymoon.