I've done it now. I cut my hair off. Well....not all of it, and I didn't cut it myself, I had a hairdresser do the job. I've had long hair nearly all my life. It has always been at least to my shoulders and often nearly to my waist. I was tired of it. I felt frumpy and style-less and really needed a change. The last time I felt like this (a little over a year ago) the hairdresser talked me into a milder change. At that time I went from very long to shoulder length and that was good enough for a while, but it still had basically the same, long hair look. Yesterday I marched in, ready for a REAL change. And I got it.
It looked a little different when it was first done. This is a "day after" picture. The hairdresser had it looking a little more styled, but a LOT more greasy and dirty looking. I can't handle a heavy, clumpy, product laden feel and look to my hair and couldn't wait to wash the mousse and hair wax from my hair this morning.
Now comes the dreaded "day after" attempt to do something with what you're stuck with. Sometimes I think it must be nice to be so rich that you have your personal hairdresser who is right there on your estate waiting to do your bidding. The one I would hire would not only be an absolute whiz at hairstyling, she would also be a skilled massage therapist. Anyway....back to reality. My long hair was simply "wash and wear" so the little bit of "fixing" I had to do this morning felt like a hassle, but really, it only took a few minutes. I am reasonably satisfied with the results. I think of it as a work in progress though, and I am sure I will get better at styling it as the days go by.
The best thing about this haircut has nothing to do with appearance at all. It feels like an energy change.....a stepping from the past into the future....a statement of self confidence....a belief in myself....a bold grasp of who I am rather than who others expect me to be.