Yup, I’ve cut my own hair a few months back without any help from anyone. It was just between me, a fine-tooth comb, a couple of pair of scissors and my vanity mirror.

Last year, my sister-in-law’s hairstylist told me how to cut my hair into the style I wanted. It sounded and looked so easy that I thought I could do that. But I had my misgivings. Hey, we were talking about my hair here —- my so-called crowning glory.

Anyway, a couple of months after, I impulsively bought hair scissors. I couldn’t decide whether to buy the straight edge or jagged one so I bought both. Still, I didn’t have the bravado to cut my mane. I had to have a plan. I would have to cut in way that if things didn’t work out I could immediately go to a salon so that damage repair could be done — Plan B.

But it didn’t happen that way. One morning, after taking a shower, I saw the scissors I bought (still unopened, with price tag & all) on my dresser and said WTH, it’s now or never. So I started combing my wet hair then proceeded cutting it. My first cut was a big chunk— I mean the length was long — so there was no turning back. After 5 minutes or so, ta-dah…. my obra maestra was done. I had layered hair, not just on the end or at the back but all around. Not bad, if I do say so myself.