*sighs in ecstasy*
Aug. 25th, 2007 12:40 pmRegarding the very important matter of My Hair:
I've been growing it out for a year or two now, and for the last six months or so I've been toying with the idea of cutting it all off. Not because it looked particularly bad (because it looked fine), and not because it was particularly hard to deal with (because it wasn't); I could never put my finger on why I wanted it short, exactly, never come up with a good reason for cutting it short. I mean, it's convenient to have hair long enough to get out of your way with rubber bands! It's satisfying to grab your hair and lift your arms up as far as you can and still be holding your hair (I do not know why this is so satisfying, but it really, really is)! And it turns out that when one takes care of one's cinnamon-colored hair, it stays cinnamon-colored, rather than bleaching out to an unflattering apricot color on the ends! And so it kept growing, and I kept looking in the mirror and thinking, I really should get it cut off, and I kept not getting it cut off.
And then this morning I got up and was running errands, and I drove past the place I get my hair cut, and thought, hey, I could use a trim, and went inside to see if my hairdresser was (1) there and (2) accepting walk-ins, and she (1) was and (2) was, and so I got my hair shampooed and then when she asked what I wanted, instead of saying that I wanted a trim, I heard myself saying that I wanted my old short bob back. And as soon as I said it, I knew that it was the right thing to do. And she chopped off enough to ship off to Locks of Love, and shaped it up, and when it was all blown out and styled and she let me put my glasses back on (I can never tell what I'm getting till it's over, because my eyesight's so terrible), I suddenly knew why I kept thinking for those months that I needed to get my hair chopped off. It was because it wasn't me, that person with hair down her back, it was someone else, someone whose hair was kind of nice and who could put it up to get it out of her way. As soon as I saw my familiar face with my familiar hair in the mirror, I went all shivery with delight and recognition. My hairdresser probably thought I was crazy, I was so happy with that haircut.
I'm glad to have me back. Can you tell?
I've been growing it out for a year or two now, and for the last six months or so I've been toying with the idea of cutting it all off. Not because it looked particularly bad (because it looked fine), and not because it was particularly hard to deal with (because it wasn't); I could never put my finger on why I wanted it short, exactly, never come up with a good reason for cutting it short. I mean, it's convenient to have hair long enough to get out of your way with rubber bands! It's satisfying to grab your hair and lift your arms up as far as you can and still be holding your hair (I do not know why this is so satisfying, but it really, really is)! And it turns out that when one takes care of one's cinnamon-colored hair, it stays cinnamon-colored, rather than bleaching out to an unflattering apricot color on the ends! And so it kept growing, and I kept looking in the mirror and thinking, I really should get it cut off, and I kept not getting it cut off.
And then this morning I got up and was running errands, and I drove past the place I get my hair cut, and thought, hey, I could use a trim, and went inside to see if my hairdresser was (1) there and (2) accepting walk-ins, and she (1) was and (2) was, and so I got my hair shampooed and then when she asked what I wanted, instead of saying that I wanted a trim, I heard myself saying that I wanted my old short bob back. And as soon as I said it, I knew that it was the right thing to do. And she chopped off enough to ship off to Locks of Love, and shaped it up, and when it was all blown out and styled and she let me put my glasses back on (I can never tell what I'm getting till it's over, because my eyesight's so terrible), I suddenly knew why I kept thinking for those months that I needed to get my hair chopped off. It was because it wasn't me, that person with hair down her back, it was someone else, someone whose hair was kind of nice and who could put it up to get it out of her way. As soon as I saw my familiar face with my familiar hair in the mirror, I went all shivery with delight and recognition. My hairdresser probably thought I was crazy, I was so happy with that haircut.
I'm glad to have me back. Can you tell?
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Date: 2007-08-25 05:41 pm (UTC)And funnily enough, I felt the same way about growing my hair out really long! I do not know why. I've never had long hair in my life. And I had it pixie-cut short for like five or six years. But now I look at my long hair in the mirror and think, "Yeah, this is me." Isn't it weird how that happens?
Anyway. To repeat: ADORABLE.
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Date: 2007-08-25 06:42 pm (UTC)You look really nice and glowy-skinned! :D
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Date: 2007-08-25 08:30 pm (UTC)* although I plan to donate to an organization that does wigs for adult women...when I find one, that is.
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Date: 2007-08-29 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-25 09:04 pm (UTC)BTW: TOTALLY unrelated note: You know how you kept meaning to get a haircut? Well, I have kept meaning to tell you how much I adored the Little Britain discs you burned for me. I watched all the episodes in two long sittings!
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Date: 2007-08-26 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-29 12:49 am (UTC)Thanks, though! It has been a long time, and one day I will have enough spare money to wend my way to your haunted apartment. I hope.
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:58 am (UTC)I'm fighting with mine to find my hairstyle. I think it's going to go wild and crazy if it gets much shorter, and I think I want it much shorter, just not if it requires effort to apply sanity.
I'm glad you have you back.
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Date: 2007-08-29 12:51 am (UTC)Finding the right hairstyle is such a struggle -- it took me years to find it -- that I'm surprised I ever tried to grow it out in the first place. I'll keep my fingers crossed that you end up with the hair that is sublimely perfect for you.
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Date: 2007-08-26 04:00 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-08-26 03:53 pm (UTC)As for looking like onseself, I only feel like the real me with long hair, and I do like all the things I can do with it, but best of all I like that I do not have to do anything if I don't want to. I hate, hate, hate hairspray and goop and styling product because I want my hair to feel good more than I want it to look good.
My mom was blonde as a child but darkened to medium brown as she grew up. When her hair went gray, she said she had a shock of recognition because in her secret heart she still always thought of herself with light hair.
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Date: 2007-08-29 12:55 am (UTC)I totally agree with all those things you say about hair -- even the part where you say that longer hair is really just so easy! That said, though, I haven't missed my longer hair even a little bit since Saturday, and at least this haircut's not a hard one to maintain.
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Date: 2007-08-27 08:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-29 12:55 am (UTC)I almost forgot!
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Date: 2007-08-28 05:13 am (UTC)You've also helped me put my finger on one of the reasons I've always been uneasy with my long hair. It really does feel like a disguise to me. At least you, I presume (because I can't imagine you being prone to peer pressure) grew yours out for your own benefit, whereas I was sort of coerced into it by friends who didn't find my "too butch" short hair flattering. And you know, maybe they were right. I wish I could discover my perfect-for-me haircut!
Gorgeous new layout, by the way! You always find the loveliest background patterns.
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Date: 2007-08-29 01:00 am (UTC)You'd think the Perfect Haircut would be easier to find, but God. It's easier, I think, to find perfect jeans, or a swimsuit that doesn't make you want to bury yourself in the sand. Maybe because you can try those things on for size, and you're stuck with your haircuts for a while?
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Date: 2007-08-29 01:01 am (UTC)