I am growing my hair out. And all I keep thinking is how much I want to chop it off.
In 2006, I chopped off my long hair after growing it for years out of laziness and thrift. My sister is a hairdresser and I was used to showing up at her salon, where she would magically d0 something with my hair and charge me little to nothing for the service. After college, finding a stylist, telling her what to do and paying her was more than I could handle. Then, I was getting married, so I figured long hair was a good idea. Options, right.
(Actually, that's not entirely right. I had short hair when I graduated high school and loved it. LOVED it. It was different and sassy and me. And then I went to college and was no longer the only bookish girl with short hair. It wasn't that unusual and it tended to attract either gay guys or assholes. While assholes were, in fact, my type, it seemed a better looking breed of asshole liked girls with long hair. So, if we're being honest, I first started growing my hair out in college to fit in and attract boys. There. I said it.)
Anyway. I ended up with long hair, which was nice, but eh. I'm never ever going to be a woman who does more than blowdries her hair. I'm just not. Ask my sister. She gave up on me a long time ago. My long hair mostly hung around my face or was scraped into a ponytail. I'll never forget the night I told my sister, proudly, that I had worn a bun to work. She gasped in shock and dismay.
When I finally cut it off, I donated it to Locks of Love and it was a wonderful thing. I mean, yes, the charity is a nice cause. But the act of chopping off 12 inches of hair in one fell swoop -- that was AWESOME. It was an instant attitude lift. I practically bounced out of the salon. I felt feisty.
I want that feeling again. Plus, you know, I want to help people. I think this time I'm going to donate through Pantene, which helps adults. I've had several family members with cancer, and this seems like a nice way to remember them. I swore before I went really gray, I would grow my hair long enough to donate again -- that's at least an 8-inch ponytail.
After several years of short hair and two pregnancies, when I was worried I was falling into Mom Hair, I decided it was time. I am committed to doing this. But lordy, it's taking forever. I miss short hair. I want these hairstyles.
Here's where you tell me how lovely and low-maintenance long hair can be. Talk me down, people. Also, I want to know -- if you have long hair, how do you make it look professional?