I am growing my hair out, maybe to shoulder length. I started with hair that was not much more than an inch long. I bet most men out there are thinking big deal! Just let it grow and don’t cut it and there you are…long hair. This is a very naive view which confirms that men just do not understand women. If they did understand they would know about the dreaded “in-between” stage where headbands and barrettes are the last resort to save a “Just chop it all off!” moment at the hairstylist. And headbands and barrettes are so not for the “mature” woman. My hair is “in-between” and I am struggling to survive this awkward stage to get tomy long flowing mane of thin gray hair. Doesn’t sound like much… but for the first time in my girlie life I want that ponytail!
Women shave, wax, pluck, laser, and use chemicals to remove the hair on our bodies. The hair on our heads is colored, bleached, curled or straightened with an iron, permed, braided, woven with extensions and complained about. We actually have “bad hair” days! Shorthand for my hair looks like shit and I feel like shit. Our roots are showing and we’re not talking about trees. After going very short I felt almost naked, I knew people were thinking “My god, what has she done?” Reality check: I am just a blip on the radar which disappears quickly, so it is likely they quickly moved on to a Trump tweet and the compulsion to mess up the Donald’s hair.
Ironically, in June I went to see the musical “Hair” at Midtown Arts Center. “There ain’t no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder Of my… Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair.” There’s the Afro, the Mullett the Bob, the Pixie, the Ponytail, the Pigtail, the Updo and then let your hair down and get …. Why on earth is there so much attention paid to the hair(s) on our heads? The perfect haircut and style will not give me the power that Samson had before he got the “bad “ haircut and lost his strength. Or will it? And Rapunzel let down her hair to let her prince come into the tower, so long hair will get me my prince…
So back to my hair which is growing as we speak. I will get through this awkward, in-between stage with the help of my best friend who has sworn to talk me out of any weak “chop it all off” moments! In the meantime I have my life to live, which is the only “big hairy deal” that needs my full attention.
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Good one – entertaining!
Glad you liked it. You inspired me with your hair and the dream of a pony tail!
Like I said a good description of your experience. You will get there, however I live Barrett’s and clips and braids and pony tails and bandanas and flowers in my hair. As a teen my hair was long and grungy. Braids tangled with beads. In 8th grade my best friend and I had a competition over the summer of who could grow their hair the longest and bleach it the whitest over the summer. We ironed our hair between a towel to get it as straight as Chers. I rolled my hair in Large orange juice cans o keep it straight and yes. I slept in them. So as you can see I have been on the hair merry go round for many years and still refuse to get off!!!!!!!! LET THE GOOD TIMES GROW!!!!!!!
Yes!! Let the good times grow. Thanks for sharing your memories. Long, beautiful hair…
totally agree! I usually solve the problem and wear a baseball cap… 🙂
I could wear a football helmet or a motorcycle helmet!