My first attempt to trim Isabelle's fringe didn't went very well. Too short. It looks like an upside down bowl on her forehead. I thought I could save a few ringgit from sending her to salon for that few snips. Now, I know sometimes, paying the money can do more good than bad and it keeps regrets at bay. It proves that there is a first time for everything and the first time could turn into such disaster. I should have known.
Lesson learnt. If I ever dare to try again, it'll be just 0.01mm each time. Or we will stroll down to the nearest salon.
Comfort for myself... it is okay Mummy, it will grow back in no time. :)