I think I am growing my hair out, well I know I am, I just don't know exactly how I want it to grow to. I have worn my hair very long, very short and pretty much most lengths in between. There are pros and cons to all of them. I've been through the growing out process many times before, and I know there are nasty horrible awkward stages to come. I even feel really guilty because I just found a great stylist who cut my hair two months ago and now I won't be going back for awhile and he will wonder if I didn't like him.
I used to cut my own hair. I am not too bad at it, but my hair is very fine and copious so that can get a bit tricky. I promised my family I would get a proper hair cut. Mostly I made this promise because I am prone to hacking all my hair off in the middle of the night and it really doesn't suit me. Unfortunately I am not afraid to take the scissors to my head. Fortunately I have the courage and at least a bit of ability to cope with the little transitional trims that will be needed as I let my hair grow towards a different style. This means keeping the back quite short for awhile as I head towards something that resembles a layered bob. This alone will take about six more months.
After that I am not sure what my plan is. I also know there is a good chance that I will not like it when it grows out any more than I like it now. You see, in my nearly 47 years of living, let's round that off to 42 and assume that for the first five years of my life I didn't pay too much attention to my hair, I have learned that it's really my head that I don't like, not my hair. I can't change my head.
I'm a low maintenance sort of woman. I don't like to fuss with my hair and I am hopeless with a curling iron or flat iron. My idea of using the blow dryer is to hang my head upside down and dry all my hair by aiming a hot blast of air at it from that angle and then finishing it off right side up. My ideal hairstyle is bedhead.
This is the before photo, with slept on and unstyled hair- and a bit flat looking on one side of my head but I am prone to running my hands through it while I think so it's just amazing it's not sticking up. It's getting to bowl cut stage. I'm not looking forward to that but I've got hair bands at the ready. There is no makeup here; I'm ripe for submission to one of those makeover shows.
But look, I'm wearing a blouse with a print. That's rare for me. I got paint on the sleeve today. But at least it is blue paint.
Okay, now I'm off to bed to let my pillow style my hair.