Curly Girl Gets a Haircut

my hair in January

June of 2010 I got a haircut.  My hair hasn't been near a pair of scissors since.  That's waaay too long for curly hair to go unloved.  Not that I haven't been loving my hair...but anyone's bound to get split ends after 18 months and after 21 mine were unmanageable.  So, after posting on Facebook ages ago I needed to find a hair stylist who could be trusted with curly hair, I was recommended to R.J.  He'd cut the curly hair of a friend of a friend so I made an appointment and crossed my fingers.

post hair slaughter

I'm quite happy with the result.  I believe this is the shortest I've ever had it - the back bits are only a curl or two long (straight...that's about 4", curled...2").  It's short!  The front pieces are a bit longer but just barely long enough to make a wee ponytail (more like a rabbit tail) at the back of my head.  The deed was done a couple days ago so I'm still adjusting to using minimal amounts of hair product and figuring out how to style it easily.

A few people at work have said it makes me look younger.  Score!  I think it makes me look a bit like my older sister, which is the opposite of younger.  However, if my coworkers think I look younger and I think I look like my older sister, then by the mathematical proof whose name I don't remember: my sister looks younger!

my fluffy rabbit-tail-esque bun

It's been nearly a decade since my hair has been above my shoulders, but I had no problems or misgivings about chopping it all off.  R.J. was completely lovely and actually the father of twin models famous here in New Zealand (small, small, small world/city/country).  He practically offered to pay me for the privilege of cutting my hair!  Why I didn't take him up on it is beyond me... but I felt footloose and fancy-free as I callously walked away from the kg of hair on the floor.  It may not have actually been a kg, but my head is so much lighter, it feels like it might have been.  Changing it up and loving it!