I've endured many a bad haircut in the past, mostly at the hands of people stymied by my extremely thick, not-straight hair. While it always looked OK straight out of the salon, disappointment set in once I washed and dried it and it was a flyaway mess.
And then I found my current hairstylist, by chance -- I called the salon at random and asked for someone good with thick hair. That haircut was life-changing. Even people who don't really notice my hair -- like my uncles -- kept commenting on how great it looked. At that time I had just recovered from stress-induced hair loss, and it was wonderfully affirming to have it look great and healthy again.
The Mr. devoutly believes that I should leave hair and makeup decisions to the experts, so when I asked him how much I should cut off, he stressed that I should let the stylist decide. I kept much of the length, but she added layers and gave me what she calls "skinny" hair.
I feel awesome! My mom even said the cut reminds her of my cousin, K -- high praise in our family because K has been, literally, stylish and put-together since the age of 3. :)
More photos of my hair to come -- I decided to shoot an outfit ahead of time since it was an awesome-hair day. :)