Apropos

5 09 2009

I finally went to get my hair cut last night. (This usually happens once a year, maybe twice if I’m feeling spunky that year. It hasn’t happened since November or December of last year, when I had between three and four inches chopped off.)

I generally wear my hair up (always at work), in a clip or a bun or pulled back completely somehow. I’ve been this way for a long time, actually, and usually feel better when my hair is up. My “letting my hair down” is actually putting my hair up. All of this to just say, I had my hair put up in a chignon as I walked toward the stylist who would be cutting my hair.

“Oh, I guess I should pull my hair down for you, eh?” I said, as I chuckled to realize my hair was still tightly bound.

“Oh my goodness! That’s a lot of hair! I wasn’t expecting that!” I had truly astounded my hair stylist with how long my hair was. For some reason, my hair grows really fast, so even though I’d had quite a bit cut off previously, it was all back and then some.

I have no idea why I felt compelled to write this here, to be honest, but I got a huge kick out of how surprised her face looked when I pulled out the clips and unwound my hair that I wanted to document it for some reason. *laughs* Possibly just self-indulgent, but what else is a blog for?


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