So I was at this event when A*, this guy I went on a date with a couple of months ago, walked right past me.
He turned around, did a double take and walked over to me.
“Hey J. I didn’t recognize you.”
“I cut my hair.”
“Oh, oh… why?”
“Um, you know I just wanted a change. You know, do something different”
“Okay, okay. Well it’s, it’s” A looked at my head like he was looking for a bird’s nest. Maybe he was looking for an appropriate adjective? Or maybe an escape route? “It’s different”.
It’s different? A just spent the last thirty seconds looking for a word and he settled for different.
“Yeah well change is good. And it’s hair so it’ll grow back.”
“Yeah but it’s going to take a long time!”
Anyway lovelies, I cut my hair!
You like? It’s okay if you don't , I wasn’t crazy about it a month ago. But it’s grown a bit and I’m kind of stuck with it so oh well.
A while ago, I wrote a post about my obsession with curls. I went to the Mackage show in February, interviewed Tippi Shorter, saw her head of sexy tendrils and decided my flat strands were the worst thing in my life. So I stopped relaxing it. Determined to transition back to my natural hair without chopping everything off like I did the previous THREE times (yeah, I’m no stranger to a pair of scissors), I did lots of braidouts, lots and lots of braidouts. I lasted eight months before I got scissor happy.
And now I look like a boy.
What do you guys think of the cut?
Is "different" boy-code for "unforgivably hideous"?
Am I the only one who thinks A should have gone with "you're still cute as a button and totally dateable with or without hair you witty, lovely, sexy minx"?