Looking through old photos, I realized that the time I was happiest and felt the best about myself was when I had short hair. So today it was off to the "Cost Cutters" salon to chop off some inches.
As you can tell in the pictures above, I still need to add some highlights and perhaps fix it up in the back a bit - you can't expect too much from a $15 haircut.
For some reason, I always let myself believe it is a good idea to let my hair grow long. Prior to eighth grade, I had really long hair and everyone would always comment on how pretty it was. Then one day I just cut it all off, and I kept it short - really short - for five years.
At times, people thought I was a boy. In fact, during my late teens I was dating a guy who had hair down to his waist. Looking at us from behind, people who didn't know us often thought I was the guy and he was the girl.
When I came to the U.S., I often heard "but you should let your hair grow." I tried, and then chopped it off again to shoulder length.
I've grown my hair for at least three years now for various reasons... Albie likes it, I want to see what it looks like, it's nice to be able to put it all up in a pony tail... but enough is enough!
Now I finally feel like I'm back to normal.
