A few weeks ago I chopped off what little hair I had left. This all after I decided to stop trying the blonde thing. It was flat out too expensive. Making a trip to the salon every 6-8 weeks just keep some sort of platinum-ish blond mixed in with my brown/redish/dirty blondish-ish hair was too much trouble for me. So I went natural and then I went short because my morning routine was simply taking too long. I needed to be in and out of the bathroom, ready from top to bottom in about 20 minutes. Seeing as how I have zero patience for growing hair out the only logical step was to cut it. And I didn't just cut- I got myself a pixie! I love it. If there's one great thing about "trend" its that a messy unkempt look is now "trendy" and I intend to live it up for as long as I can. Like until I'm dead and even then the mortician better muss it up just a little.
The other thing about this hair cut,other than ease, is the number of compliments I get. I'm shocked because the purpose of the hair was to simplify. In addition to morning ease apparently this is my hair style. NOT a wedge, or whatever that psuedo-bowl cut was you gave me in kindergarten...Mom.
However, I don't know that it's so much about the style as it is about the way I wear it. When I finally decided to stop covering my natural color, although I felt I looked like a boy, it was somewhat of a relief. Like "Ahhh now this is who I am." Same with the cut. I can actually get ready (most days) and still feel like a normal human being. My point is that I'm not trying to follow a "trend" or certain "style" but that I'm just trying to be comfortable in my own skin with the attributes that God gave me. It comes through when you finally feel confident in who you are. I realize this may come out sounding sort of vain but that's not what I'm saying. I'm trying say that instead of chasing an illusion of what you see in a magazine or what you think you should look like go for what you are. Not what someone tells you should look like.
Next up on my simplification schedule: make-up.
Just kidding. That's a joke.
I don't wear makeup to look pretty, I wear makeup to look presentable.
The rehearsal was a lot of fun and like my coaches always said: Practice makes perfect!
