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Friday, May 8, 2009

Lightening my load. Or What on earth have I done?

Do you ever feel all crazy inside?  No?  Just me?  Okay then.  Sometimes I just feel….like I need to do something.  I get in a frump and then feel I have to do something nuts to get myself out of it.  It usually works.  Now, don’t get me wrong here, I’m not getting things pierced or tattooed (I’m too much of a chicken for that-I wanted drugs the moment I found out I was pregnant, you know, just in case).  I prefer to go with something less permanent and painful. 

Today I had an appointment to get my eyebrows threaded.  Ever heard of that?  It originated in India and has been used in Europe and the Middle East for decades (probably longer).  My stylist is from Iran and said she learned to do it when she was about 12 (she now in her mid-50’s so she’s got some experience).  I was very apprehensive.   Waxing scares the beejeebers out of me and I really had no idea what I was in for.  She took a spool of cotton thread and first tied it around her neck (for tension) then had about 3 feet hanging off.  She folded it in half, twisted it up and ran it over my eyebrows.  I can’t say it didn’t hurt, because it did, but not nearly as much as I expected.  It took her less than 10 minutes to do both eyebrows and they look fantastic!  They’ve never looked that good with waxing and the best part was there was no redness or swelling!  Huzzah!  But this is not the craziness.

I sat in the chair and here’s our conversation:

Me: You know what?  I’m thinking about chopping off my hair.

Super Awesome Stylist (in her very odd accent that is a mixture of Iranian and German):  NO!  You have bea-utiful hair!  You can’t!

Me:  No, I’m really thinking about it.

SAS:  If I had hair like yours I’d never cut it.  Never, never, never.

Me:  You say that, but if you had to seal with it every day, you’d think differently.

SAS:  No, I would have a wonderful new style every day!

Me:  For about a week, and then you’d get tired of it and pull it into a ponytail and feel like a schlump.

SAS:  You might be right, but you cannot cut your hair!

Me:  Yeah, I can.  Or rather you can.  Do you have time?

SAS:  Right now?

Me:  Yeah, before I lose my nerve.

SAS:  Yes, but are you sure?

Me:  Yes, let’s do it.

SAS:  Sure?

Me:  Yes.

Then we flipped through some style books and decided what would look best on me.  She washed my hair, pulled it up in clips (you know, making me look super fancy), and got out the scissors.  She combed a section in the back and prepared to cut.

SAS:  Are you really sure?  I don’t want to cut and then have you change your mind.

Me:  It will grow back.

SAS:  Okay.  Here goes.

I almost fainted when I felt the cut and let out a squeal when I saw the 8 inch hunk of my hair lying on the ground.  OMG!  What did I just do?  I swear I got dizzy and things spun for a moment.  She kept clipping away and more of my hair fluttered to the floor. I looked at it lying there, sad, lifeless and waiting to be swept away.  My poor hair!  It was too late to turn back and she kept at it.  When she was done she looked down and said she’d never cut so much hair off of one person.  It looked like there was about 2 pounds of hair lying at her feet (I have got enough hair for about 3 people.  It’s insane).  I looked in the mirror and shook my much, much, much lighter head.  It took a few moments for me to realize that I had actually had it cut off.  She looked at me apprehensively, but I told her it was great, and it is.  I left feeling lighter both literally and figuratively.    The craziness I’ve been feeling for a few weeks seemed to evaporate.  Isn’t it amazing what a haircut can do?

I don’t have any photos yet, but as soon as I do, I’ll post them.  For now I can tell you that it’s bobbed shoulder length and heavily layered (because there’s so much of it).  It frames my face and really looks great.  My hair, in addition to being crazy thick, grows abnormally fast, so it’ll grow back, but for now, I like it.   And it didn’t involve needles. 

10 comments:

Bonita said...

I can't wait to see it! My daughter has thick, fast growing hair like that and everyone envies her. It's pretty, but can be such a pain.

I'm glad you took the plunge and got it cut. Isn't it freeing just to up and do something drastically different on a whim?

Okay, so I'm feeling seriously out of touch. I've never heard of threading your eyebrows.

Crazy Shenanigans said...

Wow! Thats a lot of hair! I'm sure it looks great!

marty39 said...

I would love to have your hair. Mine is fine and straight and not real thick. Isn't it funny how about this time of year we all need a new "something". I just took the scissors to mine. Really short. Oh well, it too will grow. I'm so glad you like yours, I bet it looks wonderful. Hugs, Marty

Nikki said...

While reading this post, I was holding my breath for the photo at the end..haha. My hair is cut similarly, just a little shorter. I have lots and lots and lots of thick hair and while I would love to have long hair, the bob works so beautifully. It's always nice to have a change isn't it? Can't wait to see the picture!

Amanda @ Serenity Now said...

I got mine cute today too, but nothing drastic. :) It was much needed...so much more healthy now! I feel better! Can't wait to see your new 'do.

Elisa said...

I do that too. I let my hair grow and then at some point I just chop it off, and I go from pretty damn long to OMG so short. Not pixie short, but I have been known to get v. short angled bobs. So short I can't pull any of it in a tiny ponytail. So short it's hard to style in the back because it doesn't have wrap around half of a curler brush.

I think these moment us slight insanity makes us more charming. That's my story and I'm sticking to it ;-)

Scribbler said...

My mother had hair like yours. Unfortunately, I got Daddy's thin fine hair.

Mine came out last year when I was sick with some kind of superbug. Now it is short, and I like it! I never thought I would like having such a short do, but it is so free-ing. I don't know if I'll ever go back to the Lady Godiva look because it was just so much trouble.

Scribbler

P.S. I also went blonde when it came back -- that's been fun, too!

Jessica said...

You are brave, your long hair was fab, can't wait to see the new bobb. I'll bet it's super cute too. I think the threading sounds cool too, I've seen it on t.v. Congrats on being preggers. :) Good to hear from you again.

Mom in High Heels said...

Woah, woah, woah, Just to clarify, I am NOT preggers. Holy moley. I don't know what I'd do with another one!

pan x 8 said...

Whoa! What a leap! WOOOOHOOOO!! ;p

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