Stage One: Hope
This stage is initiated when I decide to grow my hair out. At this point I am full of youthful optimism that this time my hair will grow out into wonderful full, bouncy, shiny, full hair, a la Brooke Shields (or, to be honest, Amy Grant).
Stage Two: Denial
A few months pass and the nagging suspicion that once again my hair is growing out but is growing flat, dull and lifeless makes itself known. Reality is quieted by the thought that I just need to give it a little more time. Surly if I give it just a few more weeks I’ll see a miraculous turn-around and one morning I’ll wake up movie star hair.
Stage Three: Clipper
For the next four weeks I will pull my bangs back with a clipper, desperately clinging to the hope that my hair will grow and be pretty. Just a few more days…
Stage Four: Acceptance
Reality sets in and I once again admit I do not have the makings of movie star hair. I have hair that grows out but grows straight with a little wave here and there that won’t hold a wave everywhere.
So I’m going in for a major cut today. I showed Sean some pictures and by now he knows the drill: “That's fine, honey. Just don’t shave it.” Because that is what I threaten to do at this point. I honestly have a mind to walk in and say, “Sinead O’Conner, please.”
Stage One resumes in about four weeks.
Can't wait to see the "new do" tonight! Let me know if you find someplace good to go for a haircut.
ReplyDeleteOh, I am so with you!!! Got the hair cut last week. 30 min. of humidity later I saw the hubby, who said, "So did you have a plan?" That night the verdict was, "If you tuck it behind your ears, it looks fine." Truth be told, I think I back up to my hair 2 years ago... Sigh...
ReplyDeleteI´m just like you on this, Christy! I know perfectly well I look much better with short hair, but I keep imagining long hair might after all suit me ... :o) Don´t you hate that day when you realize it´s really not worth it anymore and it´s almost a physical need to get SOMETHING done to it?!
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