my hair

I got it done for the Art thing tonight. It's all ironed straight and awesome.

It's 6+ inches shorter than it was.

I almost went for 12.

My hair is still "long".

(Unless you're in fandom, but I'm not up for that rant right now.)

It's still below the shoulders, and will go into a ponytail, all that.

It occurred to me that I first started growing my hair Long when I decided that I wanted to have hair long enough that I could go topless and no one could tell. This is sometime after the childhood Xmas where I received a Cher doll, with hair was so long I'd just unbraid it and belt it, and... just enough into puberty that I swear my boobs sagged a foot the moment I thought about growing my hair "that long". (so... maybe 9th grade or so)

It's been 20 years since my awesome short haircuts of high school. (I don't think anyone reading this has ever even known me as anything but long-haired.) My hair just won't ever get That Long. Not until I have the disposable income and psychological peace of mind to actually get plastic surgery, which is to say my hair seems to have a maximum length, but my skin doesn't. )o:

Maybe hair weaves, although my scalp itches at the mere thought.

Every burning man I have to fight constant desire to shave my head. (hair is so MOOPy). But, heading into winter seems like a dumb time to leave my nape exposed to the frigid north.

If I ever get close enough to my high school weight again, o, it's going to be a tough fight to not chop it all off.

my hair

I got it done for the Art thing tonight. It's all ironed straight and awesome.

It's 6+ inches shorter than it was.

I almost went for 12.

My hair is still "long".

(Unless you're in fandom, but I'm not up for that rant right now.)

It's still below the shoulders, and will go into a ponytail, all that.

It occurred to me that I first started growing my hair Long when I decided that I wanted to have hair long enough that I could go topless and no one could tell. This is sometime after the childhood Xmas where I received a Cher doll, with hair was so long I'd just unbraid it and belt it, and... just enough into puberty that I swear my boobs sagged a foot the moment I thought about growing my hair "that long". (so... maybe 9th grade or so)

It's been 20 years since my awesome short haircuts of high school. (I don't think anyone reading this has ever even known me as anything but long-haired.) My hair just won't ever get That Long. Not until I have the disposable income and psychological peace of mind to actually get plastic surgery, which is to say my hair seems to have a maximum length, but my skin doesn't. )o:

Maybe hair weaves, although my scalp itches at the mere thought.

Every burning man I have to fight constant desire to shave my head. (hair is so MOOPy). But, heading into winter seems like a dumb time to leave my nape exposed to the frigid north.

If I ever get close enough to my high school weight again, o, it's going to be a tough fight to not chop it all off.