The Cut

I don't really splurge on myself, but when it comes to my hair I do spend a little bit more than normal. I think sometimes its worth it. in this case it was. I love my hairdresser too which really helps. She seriously is an artist and really takes into consideration my lifestyle, hair type, and facial structure. She is a sweet and beautiful woman and I'm so blessed to have someone I can trust to cut my hair. Its been about a month but has taken years for me to get this done. literally. I've had hairdressers refuse to cut my hair short, and I've chickened out a few times too. You see I've had long hair since about sixth grade and I wasn't sure I was ready to part with my locks. But I've been needing a change for a while. I'm 29 and over this last year I've been looking back at what I've done, how I've changed and grown, what chronic mistakes I keep making, how I want to move forward and be renew. Cutting my hair, I guess, was a natural extension of my emotional state. I wanted to be lighter. My heart, my mind, my body. my hair. It may sound a bit silly but its the truth.

The results? surprising. I've really enjoyed my short hair. I feel lighter. I feel somehow rejuvenated. even peppy! funny how something so simple as a haircut can do so much. I guess it was just time.