Friday, September 26, 2008
Changing life... styles
After MONTHS of agonizing over my too-long locks and too afraid to have someone new cut them, I've taken to styling my hair in what I can sum up in a few not-so-fabulous adjectives.
Like, "Frumpy" or "Hippie" or "Dull."
My hair hasn't seen the sharper side of a pair of scissors since February and it's apparent to all to look.
I've essentially had the same hairstyle since 4th grade. And I can't help but feel that long, flowing hair exudes femininity in a way my crass sense of humor sometimes undermines.
While I'm not a fan of change, I've gone SO long with the TOO long hair that I'm tempted to chop it all off.
But would I recognize my new me?
I've been taught that long hair is beautiful. That women who can't pull it off are envious and that in all honesty... Men prefer it.
But is any of this true?
A haircut for me isn't a decision to take lightly. I almost donated 10 inches of hair when my last boyfriend dumped me because I wanted to look in the mirror and no longer see the girl he hurt.
I went for 4 inches instead, and found a me worth looking at... but it's been so long since I've seen that girl that I'm afraid I may never recognize her again.
No matter how long, my hair.