Sunday, November 18, 2012

Hair-volution

I was 18 the first time I cut my hair short.  After being long and bottled blonde all 4 years of high school, I up and cut it off shortly before graduation.

Although enough time has passed that I don't recall what actually prompted the haircut, I do remember the rush.  Looking down and seeing piles and piles of hair on the floor, hearing the clip of the scissors close to my ears, the final unveiling.. it was invigorating.  It was, other than the small tattoo on my right ankle, my first act of independence. I didn't get permission. I didn't advise anyone. I just did it. 

A few months into college it happened again- only this time my innocent chin length bob took a turn for the wild side along. I went super short. There were clippers used. Yes. The ones used to cut man-hair were used on my neck. The buzzing sound, the soft prickly feeling of the short short hair afterwards, it was freeing.  And, if I must say so myself, I rocked it. It was fun, carefree and brazen. I loved (and still love) every minute of that look.

It's no exaggeration to say there are very few styles and natural hair colors I haven't tried out.  There was the pixie, the Annie Lennox look, the wig... I won't go into each hair cut (yet- and I promise when I do there,  will be photos), but the point is- those first two haircuts were the first in more than a decade long hair-evolution.  I'll spare you the pop-psychology, but there's no coincidence that my hair mimicked my life: evolving, chaotic, sometimes unstable, confused and dramatic. 

However, I'm pleased to announce. After 13 years of hair extremes, I've come full circle and for the first time in my life, I'm wearing my hair as its genetically intended.  It's wavy, it's thick, and its kind of blonde. And you know what else, it's kind of awesome.  All it took was a stylist to tell me like it is.  Don't you wish more people were like that?

Details on the hair intervention to come.