When it comes to hair, I am a pretty low-maintenance kind of gal. But this wasn’t always the case. In middle school I was insane! I got up in the morning, heaped on product, butterfly clips, glitter – you name it. By the middle of high school, I was done. Too much effort.
My routine for the last several years has been to wash, brush and air dry. That’s it. Once in awhile I’d go crazy and do something with my hair – other than leaving it down or putting it up. Like attempting to curl it (disaster).
The last time I had my hair cut, colored and styled by a professional was 2004.
For the last six months or so, my hair has been driving me crazy. It was getting too long. Too much was falling out! It wouldn’t stay. If it was down, it was all over the place. I see people walking down the street, with their fabulous hair trailing behind them and most importantly, behaving. Mine? In my face, in my mouth and in my eyes. Ugh. So I started to debate cutting it. I wanted to go shorter – but how short? Which induced flashbacks to 8th grade – the last time I had my hair cut (accidentally) super short. Yikes!
Either way, I decided to stop being a wimp and to cut it. Then you know what happened? It started to behave! The nerve. I procrastinated a bit more, but ended up making the appointment to get my hair cut and colored. Goodbye ponytail!
My stylist knows me pretty well – since she was my neighbor growing up. She made sure I’d still be able to pull my hair back, though in hindsight I wish it was a little shorter. She cut more off once it was colored. This is my, “Are you seriously going to post this on the internet?” face.
And you know what? I love it. It is a little too red for what I wanted/what she showed me… but it will fade. The cut is great – aside from the fact that I can’t style it very well. Oops! It has been a few weeks and I’m starting to like what it does on its own versus trying to style it. I’m not sure if this is just me trying to justify being lazy or what.
And of course, the outfit of the haircut: