It's been a little while, but it's time for one of these again. They seemed to come so quickly, one right after the other, in the summertime, but since school's commencement the space between each month feels like it's grown.
This is what my hair looked like last month:
Here is what it looks like now:
My hair has never lain down normally. Back in high school, I used to be so envious of the boys with stick-straight locks that stayed flat on their faces, hair so sleek and free of curls that hair ties would slide right off of it.
I have never been able to achieve that, and, chemical aids notwithstanding, I never will. My hair is bushy, so thick as to be unnatural, and very wavy.
"Getting layers really wouldn't help you," a hairdresser once told me, looking down at my blonde head in pity. "Your hair wouldn't lay flat anyway because of the curls, and when the layers started to grow in they'd push up on the longer sections. It would actually probably make it worse."
The two times I grew it out, I just suffered through the ungainly volume until it was long enough to put into a ponytail, but length can only weigh it down so much.
I can and literally have hidden things in my hair before.
One of the most annoying aspects of its unusual size is that it does not show its length; it's been growing for over three years now and still bunches up just below my shoulders. The only way you can really see the change from month to month is to look at the pictures of my ponytail in multiple hair-ties.
That being said, I like it.
It's been getting caught in everything lately: under my backpack straps, beneath my shoulders when I sleep, and behind my back when I lean against anything. The latter case sometimes results in my trying to move my head forward and having it jerked back, which, usually in a public place, causes me to slam the back of my skull into a wall.
It's okay, though. I enjoy having it this long.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
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I nearly tripped over it yesterday, I was going to hold it against you but now you've explained your predicament I'll let you off...
I like it. Who wants stick straight hair? Not I.
It seems like more work to me, although I guess not so much with the ponytail. I can see that it has grown some.
Sue
So funny - so many of the men I know now have shaved heads or very close-cut hair.
My son - who is your age - has hair that he allows to get bushy, messy, matted. He still looks pretty cute (if I do say so myself). I am trying to dig deep inside and find where the emotional core that harbored the '60s "establishment" outrage about long hair is....and I just can't find it. Hair is temporary. Who cares how people choose to wear it?
Funny story - I have always had short hair, but in the '70s I had like really super short hair - which was odd and controversial for a young woman. I remember walking down a NYC street and having a big ole blue-collar guy yell across the street in a broad NY accent, "Ey! Jone uv AwK!" (Hey! Joan of Arc!) at me.
Do enjoy your hair, yes! It's gorgeous.
You have gorgeous hair.
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