then ’twere well It were done quickly.”
In other words: I got all my hair chopped off last night. There was a PILE of hair around my chair – the sight of which nearly gave me an anxiety attack. Did I actually have that much hair? I felt like Jo in Little Women
I sat down, heart pounding, and said, “Just do it. Here’s the picture. Do it quickly.”
I have to say – I think it looks amazing, and I feel like I am back to myself. Long hair isn’t me. Or … maybe it would be me if I were rich and famous and could have someone style it every day for me. But I like the short scruffy roughed-up look, especially when I wear mascara and dark lipstick.
I went to meet up with my friend Jen after getting it “done quickly”, and I felt light-headed, free, and a little bit nude. Where is all my hair??? There was so much product in my hair that it DID NOT MOVE and I looked vaguely like a cooler version of Mrs. Brady. Like a retro-ironic Mrs. Brady. Or like I could have been an extra at the key party in Ice Storm. It looks mod.
And it’s flaming red. No more grey.
I’m a new woman. Ready for my FECKIN’ HIGH SCHOOL REUNION THIS WEEKEND. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
What?! No pictures of the new and improved red?
Yeah, what JFH said…picture, please!
You are so damn ballsy. I’m sure you look like the incredibly smart, vivacious, brilliant, sexy, devil-may-care woman that you are.
Huzzah!
Wheee! I’ve had masses of hair cut off a couple of times (eight-inch pony tails, that sort of thing). It’s a trip and a half, isn’t it?
Can’t wait to see the goods!
“There was a PILE of hair around my chair – the sight of which nearly gave me an anxiety attack.”
File with “I complained because I had no shoes, ’til I saw a man who had no feet…”
Have a great time, Sheila!
Mitch – hahahahaha
If I didn’t have a huge jack o’ lantern head, I’d love a cut like that.
From 1992 – 1999, I never got my hair cut. It was nearly down to my waist most of that time. When I finally did cut it off, it didn’t really hit me until I took a shower the next day. Whenever I would finish showering, I would grab hold of my hair and squeeze out as much water as I could. This day, however, I reached back and found…nothing. “What the…oh yeah….”
That and the fact that it took less than two minutes to dry.
No more grey.
Ah.. I’ve now accepted the grey.. and irregularly cropping my own hair means I now have a style that Wonder Boy Byng can only aspire to.. *ahem*
Have a great time at your high school reunion, Sheila.
“…I think it looks amazing, and I feel like I am back to myself. Long hair isn’t me.”
You know, I’ve never known you with short hair, but somehow that makes perfect sense. And nothing inspired by that picture of Sharon Stone could be bad. Sounds like a great change: chalk me up as another vote for a picture!
I’m sure it looks lovely.
Have a great time at your reunion – knock ’em dead.
Dave J – well, hopefully you can see it in person! If you get down to New York in the near future … we have to go to my sister’s bar: Boston 212. SO MUCH FUN. Red Sox fan owners, displays of Stephen King’s books behind the bar, etc. etc. Maybe we can drag Bingley, too. :)
Also begging for pictures and a full review of the reunion!!!
I personally am still recovering from the haircut my mom forced on me the summer before 8th grade. Nightmare. I am simply not meant to have hair shorter than my shoulders. I still dread that moment when I have to look at the final result. Can you have PTSD from a haircut?
Beth–the ex-babysitter one…
wow, beth. wow. how’s jenny???
So much to say.
I remember you babysitting us and you were in some sort of sit-up contest with Shal Srivastava up the street, and you had to beat him or something like that … this was on Paul Ave – do you have any memory of this?
The red is the important part. I have faded to a pale strawberry-and-gray over time, but, when I need to put on my armor, I find a FLAMING bottle, and refresh my curls. Then, I am full up with courage (can anyone be timid with red hair?) and sail forth to do battle.