Are you new here? I started this Sunday morning post as a way to release some of the thoughts floating around in my brain. I also thought it might be a good way to kick start my creativity and get the writing juices flowing. We all enjoy writing or we wouldn’t be blogging, right? As it turns out, I’m actually liking the content I write. And it’s actually giving me inspiration for new posts when I thought I didn’t have any. And then I remembered what this is really about. Don’t think too hard. Just let the words flow from your fingertips.
I’ve always had a thing about long hair. I need long hair. It makes me feel feminine. I actually have a relatively petite frame and a face with petite features. People tell me i would never be mistaken for a boy. But with short haie, I look in the mirror and I see BOY.
My mom cut my hair short when I was little. She called it a pixie cut. She thought it was cute. Then came the Dorothy Hamill wedge. I think all girls in the 70s had that. But I was always happiest when I had long hair.
The problem is that long hair didn’t always cooperate with me. I have fine hair. Translation: awfully knotty hair when I don’t meticulously brush it. Because I won’t comb it. That’s like torture for me.
So when I was laid off a year and a half ago, I started letting my hair grow out again. It was freeing. I let go of the short professional nicely highlighted bob-ish style hair. And I felt freedom.
Now it’s getting pretty long and I’m remembering now why my mother was so fond of cutting my hair short as a little girl. The big knots in the back of my hair. This mornign when I woke up, I was reminded of the issues I had as a child. you see, I’m lazy when it comes to hair.
I can remember brshing my hair and when I came to a knot, I stopped. After a few days, the knots build on each other and now I know where the term “rat’s nest” comes from when referring to hair. I woke upw ith one of those in the back of my hair. I have made some progress though. I actually brushed it.
You should braid it before you go to bed and then it won’t be knotted when you wake up… or you could wrap it in rags like the ladies on Little House on the Prarie… yeah, that one.
My daughter has similar hair. She is seven, and brushing out all those knots results in screams, but the thought of cutting it results in tears (from her…not from me!) so for now we battle through. And it is much like a battle, her long hair.
I like the braid suggestion you got. I might have to try that with my daughter!
ugh! tell me about it! i’ve always had loooong hair. way past my butt and as a teenager i used to cut it to chin length once a year. but now that i’m married my husband loves loves my long hair so i keep it for him, but i hate brushing it and when i’m home i shower and instead of brushing it out i tie it right back up into a knot. which leaves me painstakingly brushing out knots whenever i need to go somewhere.
I let me hair get into a rat’s nest when I was 11 or so. My hair is naturally curly and I really didn’t know how to manage it but my mom thought I did. End result of no brushing for a week? A knotty mess. The solution? A cut…that made me look like a boy. It was awful and after that my hair never seemed to get past my shoulders. I use to always cut it into a bob around my birthday and just before getting preggers I did the Halle Berry cut…which actually was A LOT of work. Fast forward to my first pregnancy and a kick ass stylist and now my hair is long again.