|Did you have “the Rachel”?
I’ve been growing my hair out for the last six months or so.
And I’m totally ready to hack it off again.
Why have I been growing it out? Because I’m afraid if it’s short I’ll look “old.” Or “butchy” (as opposed to what?). Yea Or I won’t “fit in” with all my long-haired friends. Or because my teenage boys pester me about how “girls look better with long hair.”
Why did I cut it off the first time? Because my hair is straighter than a ruler and fine-textured. The only way to get it to do anything without applying a heating implement is to cut it short. Because the only thing it does on its own is stick straight up.
|Katie Holmes’ pixie cut. (via worldhairstyles.com)|
It’s a painfully superficial example of accepting what you are naturally designed to do. When it comes to our hair, we fight its natural tendencies down to the last dollars in our wallets. Curly-haired folk straighten their locks. Those of us with straight hair get perms or sear it into place with curling irons. If it’s thick, we strip it down with thinning scissors. If it’s thin, we buy root-boosters and mousse and volumizing shampoo. And that doesn’t even touch the subject of color: covering grays, highlights, and lowlights.
If I had the kind of hair that grew out long and thick and beautiful, I’d like it, but I don’t. So shall I cut? Shall I color? Why shouldn’t I? It’s just hair, and it will grow back.
Why are we so emotionally bound to the dead stuff emerging from our scalps?