Molly goes mad

Summer heat and humidity was making my mop too frizzy to handle, so I cut my hair. I did it myself at home, see:

(Anyone want a lock of mediatinker hair?)
The initial cut was a bit nerve-wracking, just like making the first sketch in a new notebook or writing the first page of a story. But after I sliced off a 10 cm chunk, I was committed and could relax and have fun with it. Twist, snip, twist, snip, twist snip. I hardly even looked at what I was doing. Tod calls it the “Molly goes mad with scissors” cut. It does look a bit like a three year old had at me while I was napping.

Can’t decide about the single long strand. I like the asymmetry, but it sort of gets in my way. Should fashion (such as it is) come first or should function reign? What do you think? Your opinions are welcome…but please be gentle.