Saturday was the day. Sean's ponytail was efficiently clipped and bundled up for the journey to Locks of Love. He caused quite a sensation at the salon--I'm not sure he's ever had quite that many women crowded around him to oooh and ahhh. All said and done, the ponytail measured about 11 1/2"--and every inch of it super-thick super-soft chocolatey brown curly goodness. Hell, I'd wear a wig made of it.
Sean is now the essence of hip. Carson would be proud. But I do a double-take every now and again at the short(er!) haired guy who sits where my boyfriend ususally does.