I am dying to cut my hair. Ever since I weaned Theo nearly a year ago, my hair has become less wonderful: It's thinner, and duller, and greyer. Sigh! So the urge to go shorter came on pretty hard, and last summer I cut it into a "lob," or long bob. I instantly regretted it! This may be silly, but particularly at this weird post-baby point in my life, having longer hair makes me feel more feminine and pretty. It all goes back to when I completely whacked off all of my hair and got a super short pixie style cut, like Gweneth Paltrow in Sliding Doors, when I was a freshman in high school. While Gweneth is slender and chic and blonde, I was skinny and awkward and trying to get rid of the last of the rebellious black hair dye. I also had braces. It did not go over well. I got made fun of, and called a lesbian, which makes me laugh now, but deeply wounded my sense of femininity as a 15-year-old girl. That wound went pretty deep, because despite being able to laugh at it now, I'll never deliberately go that short again, although I have had a few overzealous hairdressers get pretty close! Drrh. Now, my hair has grown back since my lob last summer, but even with the length, it's still looking pretty mediocre. So I had to ask myself, how much is long, feminine hair really doing for me?!
I had short-ish hair off and on all throughout my life, but with the change in hair after having Theo combined with getting older and feeling less fit and toned, I just have felt weird about hair and feeling pretty. But since the new year, I have started to notice more and more short haircuts everywhere I look. Much to my delight, they are very pretty, and feminine and most certainly better than what I'm rocking at the moment. The last Boden catalogue comes to mind. And then, my gorgeous, always-ahead-of-the-trends friend, Alicia, chopped her hair off, too! I think it's settled. I'm going to go short. Now I just need flatiron recommendations to get those effortless messy waves. And don't you love the messy tie-back with the hair pins all in a row? I'm definitely swooning over here. Best of all, this look will be perfect with the over-the-top gorgeous dress I got for my brother's wedding - the actual reason we're going to Miami! I feel so sophisticated and beautiful in that dress and I do not want mediocre hair to ruin it.
Are you a short hair person, or a long hair person - or do you go back and forth between both? Hair is a pretty big thing in Western culture. I would love to hear your thoughts on hair, and how it affects how you feel about yourself, in the comments below. Thank you for being here, and thanks a million for chiming in! That is the fun part, after all.
And, if you're looking for some cute short hair styles or up-do's, pop on over to my Beauty Board on Pinterest. :)
Photo via Pinterest.
J and I leave for Miami in one month! I just ordered this swimsuit, which is a total mom suit with "compression" but also looks super hot, so I'm excited to get it. It comes in dozens of color combos, and solids, but deep greens and navy are my colors. I feel like this suit was made for me - and my mummy tummy compression needs.
We are deep in the joy of anticipating our vacation (remember this article?) and it's surreal to see the Miami forecast for swimsuit weather on my phone each morning and then look out the window and see a foot of snow all around! I cannot wait for a dose of sunshine. I'm also increasingly nervous because this will be the first time we've been away from Coco and Theo for more than an overnight. Speaking of travel, I actually wound up cancelling my trip to Zurich last month because starting in late October, Theo was just more attached to me than usual. It made my mom hairs stand on end and I could not see how 12 days apart would possibly work.
I did not feel good about putting him, or J, in that position. And, really, I didn't want to put myself in that position because when you're that far away, you're completely powerless to help should the need arise, and I'm sure in my heart of hearts that it would have been hard for him. So I didn't go. That was at once a huge disappointment, and a total relief, too. I was so sad to cancel, but then once I had done it, I realized that I wasn't really ready to go to Zurich just then. My poor heart is still so tender when it comes to missing Zurich, and yet, I've begun to find a sense of normalcy and stability and comfort here for the very first time since we repatriated in 2014. I can imagine that going to Zurich a few weeks ago might have knocked me off balance and made it harder for me to be present and to enjoy my current life. And that would be a shame, because life is pretty dreamy lately, and something I would not want to miss out on because I'm distracted by comparing it to something else.
More soon.
Photo via Summersalt.
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