Well, not completely goodbye to all my hair, but
simply a goodbye to a huge amount of my hair that I had grown completely tired
off. Extremely, extremely tired off… Sick off.
After reaching my goal of having long hair, it didn’t
take long for my hair to pass that stage and enter the stage of being far too long for my liking. It became
more and more impossible to work with – e.g. it was difficult to brush through
after washing it despite using conditioner, it took ages to blow-dry, it was
always styled in a high ponytail or a messy bun – and it has become quite heavy
due to my father’s genes of having extremely thick hair. My hairdresser fondly
calls it weed. The heavy hair also gave me quite some serious headaches even
from the morning.
Many of my friends and some of my family think my
hair is really beautiful in general, which they frequently mention to me. Thus,
they couldn’t quite believe my intentions of wanting to cutting it off, even
just the slightest bit and surely I would come to regret it immediately
afterwards. Me, well, I don’t have the biggest attachment to my hair; I mean,
it grows out again if I would regret a haircut and I love experimenting with my
hair, e.g. before I started high school I got bangs, before I started at uni I
cut my hair up to my ears and one day during 9th grade I tried to
bleach my hair (it didn’t actually do anything to my hair). I really could go
on.
My hairdresser continuously went, “can I cut this
much off?” and I continuously answer, “go for it!”. In the end 30-40 cm were
cut off… and let me tell you something, I don’t regret it at all and I beyond
love it.
When was the last time you cut your hair? Is there
something you would like to do to your hair?
Until next time,
Mia ♥
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