Sometimes I wish I had the courage, like G, to make the chop. My hair sheds everywhere, and often I just want to cut it all off.
It pops up in crevices all over my apartment, and is a not-so-loving reminder to my boyfriend that I’m there, even when I’m not around…
Or at least my long dark tendrils are, and they’re definitely watching. I would be the worst criminal ever, leaving strands of hair all over the crime scene!
Let’s not even get started on the drainage issues. The million times I’ve had to run out of the bathroom shouting, “The f%*#ing shower is overflowing!!”, my hair still foaming with shampoo.
Brie has a similar hair issues, and we both find little hairballs tucked in pockets when we pull clean clothes from the wash (gross, but true – anyone with us?!).
For me, it’s become a reminder that, ultimately, my hair has control of my life – and there’s no escaping it.
So why not cut it? Well, I did once – super short. But I never feel like I really rocked it. To have such a signature look, you need to feel like it’s a part of you — you’re not just running away from drain-clogging hair. I’ve also tried all types of shampoos, leave-in conditioners, brushing, not brushing – every “solution” under the sun. But maybe this is just my hair fate? To forever be that person pulling hair strands from the corner of my mouth, and being harassed by a hairy wave whenever a breeze blows.
Or do you have a real solution?
Is there anything about you that you would love to change, but you know it just wouldn’t feel quite like you if you did? Anyone else out there leaving a trail of hair wherever they go? (Just in case, of course…)