Sitting in the salon chair and waiting for the massive scissors to chop off what feels like 50 pounds from the top of your head was incredibly nerve-wracking the first time around. If you're like me, you may have come from a smaller conservative town where literally not a single girl at the high school of 1,000 students had their hair cut above their shoulders. Maybe it was because everyone just wanted to fit into the same mold of black yoga pants and long highlighted hair; maybe it was because they were afraid they couldn't pull it off; maybe it was because fashion was never actually destined to reach that tiny corner of the state. Whatever the reason, you were either on Tumblr looking at incredibly attractive women or you got gum in your hair, because then you made the decision to get it all chopped off.