Tuesday, 20 September 2011

The one where I cut off all my hair.

Sometimes in life, you just know you have to do something. For the first time ever, I felt so inexplicably different on the inside that I wanted my outside to match ....  it was time to cut my hair.

I love having long hair, and have had my current style for most of my adult life. I sat at my computer the other night and uploaded a picture into this, and saw what I'd look like as Jennifer Aniston, Paris Hilton, and Beyonce. (All ridiculous on me.) Then I tried Anna Wintour, and knew I was getting closer to what I needed.

Yeah. It is no longer. It is GONE.

Yesterday, my friend Mary and I drove down to the big shopping centre at the bottom of the mountain. Talking and laughing all the way, not once was there a quiet moment. She went off to get pedicured while I went in and showed my hairdresser this for inspiration:


                                                 Ketchup.


After chatting with my hairdresser for a while, she said, "So, I've been reading your blog."


                                                Hi Emma!


Hair holds energy. I needed to say goodbye to a lot of crap I've been carrying around for years.


                                                Goodbye, crap.


Emma cut and styled my hair. Mary walked in and almost cried. Mary had her own hair cut too - she gets a number two buzz cut. One day, I will do that. One day.

In the meantime, there's this.






It's much shorter than I thought I wanted. I love, love, love it. Naturally, Dave has taken full responsibility: "I've been wanting you to get a style like this for years hon!"


             He dresses himself, at the age of three. THREE. Am screwed.

                                                     Yes.

So just like that, I am a short-haired person. I still feel as feminine as I did before ... I definitely feel sexier. Much more powerful.

Who knew that having long hair isn't the be-all and end-all of being a woman!

Have you ever had a haircut to symbolise something? (Like, one of the biggest breakdowns of your adult life or something? *cough*)

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