I am my own Barbie Deluxe Styling Head Doll
Thank you for your thoughts on my hair and makeup quandary. It’s like I have those cool girl friends all the TV shows tell me I should have. I’ve been mulling them over (the thoughts, not the cool girlfriends). Like, why do I not think twice about shaving my legs but baulk at putting on face paint? That’s weird. And several people noted that if I cut my hair and don’t like it, it’s not like I can never again achieve the glory that is my current look. I started to realize that I am attached to these actual hairs. This biomaterial and I have been together forever, through good times and tough times. If I cut it off, I can never get it back. There’s also the slightly less poetic fact that it’s going to grow back grey. Some of my lost youth is still attached to my head right now.
I was also thinking about Rosalind’s suggestion that I figure out what I like about my hair. Answer: The length. That’s about all there is to like. So as much as I am encouraged by the idea that I can have a professional haircut that won’t leave me in tears and that will just result in nicer version of what I’ve got, I have to get over some emotional obstacles first. So no hair appointment yet.
BUT! There is a good interim solution. The other night I was in the bathroom waiting for my toddler to take a dump and I realized that I can be my own Barbie Deluxe Styling Head Doll. I have enough hair that I can take the bottom and use it to create a sense of what a shorter cut would look like. Also, because the bottom is so much lighter, I can even get a sense of what it would look like all dyed and whatnot. When I’m ready I’ll do a poll and you guys can totally decide which I get. After all, you are my cool girlfriends.