I am always looking for the prefect hair. That's what all girl's do, right? Over the past few years, I've spent more time and moments than I'd like to admit searching for this prefect hair.
I've had the typical long hair and layers, bobs, drop bobs and extensions. I have lost all my hair from tip to mid length ( Yes, these things happen), resulted in my short cropped locks. And I'm not talking choppy- bob short: I was full pixie boy short. It was dramatic on more levels then I can describe. Firstly: I had never been nor wanted to be that short, I had never went above my jawline since I was a child of four. Second: long hair made me feel like a lady. As it turned out, the cut was loved by everyone bare me. I was not prepared for the impact it would have on my mood. I didn't feel like myself. My favorite leather coat now made me look masculine and like a ' biker chic'. I constantly felt the cold on my neck, scares became my best-friend and left me feeling like a granny. The weirdest thing for me was the lack of curling my hair, hours of sitting in-front of a mirror curling sections of my hair was to be replaced by a couple of moments of a quick brush and go.
My confidence was shot. They say that when a woman changes her hair, she changes something integral to the way the world sees her and responds to her. To move on, I had to embrace the change. I spent the time and care getting my hair into prefect condition. I used different products and styles to change my look. Over time it gradually grew. By the time I could I got the lovely Natalie to put extensions back into my hair and once again, I was me again.
Short hair can leave you feeling stripped back and exposed. For me, a quiet confidence has formed. Now, my hair is med- length and short at the back. I have a few extensions in the sides for length. I smile a lot more instead of hiding behind super long hair. It's ever changing.... But I learned something... you have to lose it all to gain a lesson... Hair grows.
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