As you can see…I did it. After about nine years of having long hair. I don’t anymore.
I feel free. I feel liberated. I feel like someone else.
I don’t recognize myself in the mirror anymore.
It is a big change. It was a drastic step for me. I hid behind my hair, I fell into the trap that long hair is sexier than short hair. I don’t know, maybe it is to some people. I alas don’t really give a shit what some people think.
I don’t need to be sexy for anyone except Bruce.
Bruce seems to like it. A lot.
He keeps mentioning to me that I look like Jane Fonda. Apparently he has a fairly large crush on Jane Fonda. Who knew? I am running like hell with that one, because hell YA I want to look like Jane Fonda. I mean she is 75 years old (cool fact: our birthdays are only four days apart) and she looks bloody fabulous. I am assuming that Bruce doesn’t think I look 75. Right?
And now I actually look at the pictures, we do have a vague resemblance. Except she is like a queen, and I am nothing but a mere princess with big hopes :)
And yes…I want to be her when I grow up.
So when you take the plunge and cut 8 inches of hair off, things change.
I was ready for a change. I swore I wouldn’t have short hair again…the Universe always makes me change my plans, bad haircuts happen and you resign yourself to the fact that maybe it was meant to be. Maybe you spent far, far too much time getting ready in the mornings because of your damn hair.
Maybe you hid behind it, thinking it was what made you who you were. When it isn’t that at all.
Maybe it is time to be brave. To be different. To step out of that tiny little box where you feel safe, into the big real world…where you aren’t safe at all. Where you chance that things won’t go like you thought they would, they rarely do anyway…why not go big and take the plunge. Do something you never ever thought you would do. Just because you can.
Because it feels fucking GREAT.
I feel like I have taken another step in the right direction, down a road I haven’t walked before, everything is different, but everything is the same.
The good is staying, the bad is being cast aside.
I feel free. And surprised. And brave.
It’s been a pretty good week.
Have a great long weekend everyone…and don’t forget to give thanks. To the men and women who fight for us. For our freedom, our country…take a moment or two and remember.
We are so lucky.