In less serious blogging subjects…I cut off all my hair. Well, Ashlynn, my stylist did, anyway, but I asked her to. 🙂
How much hair did I cut off, you ask? About 12-15 inches, all neatly bundled in a ponytail and waiting to be sent to Locks of Love. Look!
Basically, I went from a brunet version of this (only without professional stylists to make it look that great all the time) —
— to a brunet version of this, more or less (which I can keep up by myself):
I keep getting Jenna Elfman’s haircuts, but a couple of years after she does. Once upon a time I had the wavy version of her Dharma and Greg hair:
Perhaps someday I’ll have her new hair cut:
But honestly, that must take a lot of work, because I *know* her hair texture is naturally curly like mine and Taylor’s — it’s one reason why her haircuts work on me.
In keeping with my ridiculously thin veil of pseudonymity, here’s my new haircut from the side, where you can’t see my face. Ashlynn had fun making it really BIG and all sorts of crazy-curly, which looks good in the picture, but I’ll probably shape it with fatter curls when I do it (and it won’t be nearly as big).
I can’t tell you how *free* I feel now without all that hippie hair on my head (“hippie hair” is the reason why I used the lyrics from Hair in the post title). God, I was sick of it. I thought for sure it was going to get caught in a car door and kill me, just like Kathy’s hair killed her on Big Love. And it didn’t really look that good. It was nice *hair*, but not a nice hair*cut* on me. Plus, Bullock said growing out my hair to donate it had become like marathon training did for me — something I felt obligated to do, but didn’t really enjoy doing any more — and he’s totally right. And FWIW, he likes it, too — it’s younger and hipper and fresher, he says.
Next step: getting rid of the gray. I’m going back to Ashlynn next week to get it colored. We’re just going to do an all-over color, nothing fancy, since most of my grey is concentrated in two Susan Sontag-like streaks in front, at the part. I used to — long ago — dye my hair myself with drug store brands (out of boredom, before I need gray coverage), but that’s such a mess. Besides, I’m hoping having a real stylist do it with professional-level products will mean it doesn’t come out all flat or just the wrong color. We’ll see. I’ll keep you posted. (I know you’ll be waiting with ‘bated breath!)
I woke up in a *craptastic* mood today (seriously — I woke up from a dream *crying*), but I feel so much better now. Never underestimate the power of an aesthetic uplift.