Friday, April 2, 2010

April 2, 2010 or the hair cut

As you note in the picture used for this blog to identify me, I have a certain hair cut. My natural hair is stick straight, mousy brown and impervious to hairspray.
When I became single in 2006, I started the daunting task of looking attractive at 28 years old in order to compete with the recent college grads also looking to hook a mate. Aside from losing a little padding weight and buying contacts, I also started growing out my hair. Alongside this, I bought a hair straightener. Viola! A look was born. I have been known for my long, blonde, parted on the side, stick straight hair for three years now.
Most single girls have long hair. Not all, but in general, if you take a poll, men prefer longer hair. It just is. Don't blame me. Alas, women work this length in an effort to lure a man. I did. And it worked. I know Bryan didn't fall in love with me for my hair, but I also know that it didn't hurt.

But that was a long four months ago. Yes, we have made it four months. This is a record for me. And after these four, long, blissful months, I began to look at my crowning glory in a different way. It got in my face (and his) when we were making out. In order to get ready for our dates, I had to schedule a half an hour in for straightening time or else my hair would get a funky kink in it. And, to be frank, the shower became a place for more that just putting a second coat of conditioner on my hair to get out the tangles.

I knew that I needed to get my hair cut, but I was nervous. I didn't want the "girlfriend bob." Ladies, you know.
When a woman gets a man, it is as though she no longer needs to be sexy and the hair loses a good six inches, and is perfectly even on the bottom. A bob. I have rocked a bob before, and it is butchy on me. I don't own a chin...so it kinda emphasizes this. (Are the men still even reading? Or have you given up?)

I needed a hair cut but was very torn on how to approach it so that I didn't look like I was giving up on my sex appeal since I landed a man.
I think I have conquered it. I no longer sport the straight, even, long hair down to my bra strap, but no bob graces my face either. I would like to share my knowledge so that you who are single and trying to explore mating season can benefit from my knowledge when you land the man of your dreams and suddenly start hating your hair.

1. Make sure you are not one week away from or on your period. Bad things happen here. I believe this time of the month is where the two phrases, "I just want it gone!" and "I think I need to go back to my natural hair color" come from. Bad. Bad idea.

2. Go through the magazine rack at home/store/library. Pull the styles you like that are similar to your own cut, but have a little something extra. No extremes. Like you...but different.

3. Find old pictures of you. The worse the better. These will remind you of what did not work for you. If it looked like shit on your head when you were 22, it will look worse now. Trust me. And Halle Berry can kill a short cut, but remember when you tried it senior year of college? Fail. It will bring you back to reality. Carry these in your pocket to the salon in case of Emergency bad decisions.

4. Yes. I said salon. S-A-L-O-N! You must go to a good stylist. I drove to Columbia, Missouri to Crystal at Adair Salon and Spa because she is great. This is no time for a $10 hair cut. Do the research. Find a good person. Get out of the chair immediately if they utter the words "cute bob."

5. Think layers, not length. You should retain your long hair if it worked for you. I look like a chinless man with a pixie cut and a chinless, obese four year old with a bob. Long hair hides my lack of a jaw and slims my chubby cheeks down. So I went for a layered long hair look. Only long sweeping bangs, no blunts. Tell your stylist, "I like the length, but it needs a style."

6. Talk to your boyfriend. Who knows? You might have one of the small minority that really like hair cut to your ears or shorter. If so, getting it chopped will still be an option for him. Bryan said this, "Well, you will look beautiful no matter what." But...."but, I do like long hair." And..."and I like your hair now." Done. No more than two inches disappeared. Always ask him HONEST opinion. Force it out of him.

7. NEVER NEVER NEVER get a dye job and a new cut on the same day. Patience, grasshopper; there is time.

God's speed.

(Once you get married and kids we will discuss the Mom Cut, but for now, let's just all keep our hair pretty, okay?)

Until Next Friday,
Pauline


4 comments:

Holly said...

I always feel the need to get a new haistyle in the Spring. I never actually do it, though. I have had the same basic hairstyle since eighth grade. BORING!!

Sarah M. Anderson said...

I just tried to jazz up my mom bob by going asymetrical, and my damn part MOVED on me, making a trendy cut now look downright sloppy. Stupid hair.

PS I had a bob when I met my husband, grew it out for the wedding, and afterward failed self-styling so bad, I went back to shortish, apparently for good.

Shay said...

I have given up. The humidity in the South will do what it will with my hair, so I might as well have it longish so I can at least put it up. I wish I could cut it super-short and not feel the constant pull of elastic bands and chompies, but without the Halle Berry bone structure, it makes me look like a deranged cupie doll.

Why can't I have straight hair??? My life would be so much easier!

lucylucia said...

I love having long hair, except fo rthe fact that it makes my face look like a beach ball. blah