Looking back at my childhood years there's a couple of things that will give away my obsession with long hair.
First, there's the multiple photos of me proudly smiling while wearing some kind of towel or rag on my head as if it were–you guessed it–my hair! I even managed to make some kind of top knot to keep it in place. Who knew that would eventually turn into a trend, right? Then there's the VHS of me on my third birthday opening presents while rocking a glossy, long black wig and tossing "my hair" back as if I were the coolest chic around.
You see, as a child I went through my first five years of life having the shortest haircut I've ever had: a pixie. So as you can imagine, as soon as I had complete ownership over my appearance, I chose to let my hair grow and not cut it more than the average 1-2 inch trim. For years the sole thought of cutting it any more than was simply non-existent. That was until I came to New York.
Four years ago, as a newbie in the city I was up for a drastic change and chopped off close to ten inches. Perhaps it was a bit of a shock, but I remember regretting it as soon as I walked out of the salon. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had hair that short, and the fact that my then boyfriend, now husband, wasn't too fond of the new hair DID NOT help.
But despite wanting nothing more than for my hair to grow back, after two and a half years and once again reaching waist length strands, I went back and cut it all-over-again. This time even a little shorter. Because that's the beauty about hair–it grows back. Not gonna lie though–AGAIN–as soon as I walked out, I felt a bit uneasy about what I'd done. It wasn't until I came home to actually style it my way that I immediately loved it.
Us women, we're often afraid of cutting our hair short. Firstly because we think we can't pull it off and don't want to regret it immediately (hey! it happened to me), secondly there's the "what if" of our S.O. not approving, and thirdly we often use it as a security blanket. Those who have always had long hair like me know you almost feel naked without it. Our hair is everything–it's our baby, and year after year we nurture it so that it will continue to grow big and strong.
Yes, I love long hair and I plan to have it again one day, but I also love change. I believe change is good and it keeps things fresh. Since cutting my hair I have not missed my long mane a single day. I've been enjoying the new do and taking advantage of how light my head feels and how easy it is to get ready now that it's summer. Not to mention the extra 5-10 minutes of sleep I get every morning (yaaaaasss!). I've learned to find confidence and not worry about what others will think or say as long as I'm happy with myself–that's all that matters.