(UPDATED: I HAVE ADDED PHOTOS!)
I have to break some news to you. Are you sitting down?
Let me just spit it out: I am chopping off my hair.
There. I said it. PHEW! I feel better.
It boils down to this: Despite enduring months and months of the in-between-hair-growing phase, receiving many compliments on my longer locks, and even liking the look of it myself, I have come to the conclusion that longer hair is just not me.
It’s quite a revelation, really. To be able to recognize what is oneself. To feel like you know yourself that well. I do not feel like me with longer hair. It’s that simple. I don’t regret the time spent growing it out because I needed the process to arrive at this place of knowing.
I don’t feel like I failed. I said I wanted to try having longer hair and I did. And now I get to cut it off and go back to being the true me- a woman who feels more feminine, more attractive, and sexier with less hair. I realize we are a rarity and well, that’s even more reason to rock the short ‘do, right?
It’s not EXACTLY what I was going for but my hair grows like a weed and well, change is good. In person it looks a bit 60’s inspired.