I remember the first time I got my hair cut…
drastically cut circa 2005/2006. I went to the salon expecting to get a cut that allowed for less volume on the sides of my hair and more length in the front (I have extremely thick hair). I consulted with the stylist, we came to a mutual agreement on what I wanted, and she began to chop… with a razor… with way more hair on the floor than I had planned. My body went into instant shock. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t even scream… Needless to say, I came out the salon with a fistful of tears and way less hair than I had planned to lose that day. It was pretty much shaved in the back due to the fact I had to get someone else to go back and fix the mess that girl made on my hair (btw, I got my money back).
I let it grow out, cutting it a little a long the way (trims, getting rid of damaged ends #heatdamage, and cutting to get a shape). Recently, I decided to go drastic again, except this time I would only cut the sides. I debated for weeks on how I would approach this haircut… did I want my stylist to do it? Did I want to go to the barber? Finally, I decided on the “how-to” of everything – watch YouTube. I stayed up the better half of the night watching videos on how to shave the sides of my hair, looking at pictures of people with shaved sides, and watching what not to do to my hair. #horrorstories I decided the next morning to go to Sally’s, purchase some clippers, and cut my hair… and I did! I love it more and more everyday. It couldn’t be edgier and fit my personality perfectly. And should I ever get into a funk about my hair, I always remind myself, “It’s just hair. It will grow back” and then I hear my mother’s voice chiming in … “And if it doesn’t grow back, go buy some.” Thanks Mom. -___-
Have you ever cut your hair? How did it make you feel?