I just got back from a salon in Wheaton where they cut more than 10 inches from my head. Tomorrow, my hair will be on its way to Locks of Love where it will hopefully make a nice looking wig for a deserving young child. I feel good about that. What I don't feel good about is the look I know I will get from Will when I pick him up from the airport on Sunday. Don't get me wrong. I do not allow Will to determine my hair styles, nor am I afraid of him. But I know that he really, really, really did not want me to cut my hair short, and it makes me a little sad that he will not be able to hide his disappointment when he sees the new 'do. He will still love me (I think), and he won't say it looks bad, but he will be sad. Poor Will.
My decision to cut it came after one too many, "Wow, your hair is really long" comments that was not followed with any kind of compliment. It's kind of like when you see someone wearing a terribly ugly sweater. It startles you and before you can even process the sheer ugliness you have to say, "I love your sweater," mostly because you need to say something so you don't throw up all over said sweater. OK, well, I hope my hair didn't make people want to loose their lunch, but it definitely needed to be cut. I made the wrong decision to put long layers in. It looked fine, I think, when it was done properly, but these days I'm lucky to get a shower during the day. I certainly never had time to dry and style my hair. I ended up air drying it, and all of you know how crazy thick and unruly my hair is. Air drying just doesn't work for me. So then I'd pull it back and have the long bangs hanging. It annoyed my grandma so much to see me constantly tucking the bangs behind my ears, last time I was over, she pinned them back with a bobby pin without asking. She, unlike Will, will be thrilled with my haircut!
Yes, so anyway, I'm not going to tell Will about my haircut while he's in San Diego at his conference. This shouldn't be hard since he's not calling me because he doesn't want to pay for roaming charges. And, actually, his fiscal responsibility (quite the euphimism) might just help me justify my new haircut. I'm going to save a lot on water and hair products. Do you think that will help lessen his disappointment?-
6 comments:
What?! All that build-up and NO PICTURE! ("Build-up" meaning "anticipation," not some sort of hair build-up.)
I agree with Emma--picture please! :) I think the fact that you are donating your long, beautiful locks should help Will deal with it a bit better.
I was going to put a picture, but I'm staying with my sister and don't have the camera cord with me. Sorry. You'll just have to wait. Last night it looked nice. After being slept on, though, not so good. The stylist did quite the poof with it that today looked rather funny with the sides flattened down.
It looks so cute babe and I'm not disappointed with it. Love, Will
Hello--I'm with Emma and Susie--how do you build us up and not leave a picture???
I am so glad you donated--I did that in '03 (12 inches...gulp) and felt great. I just chopped my hair too! No reason other than I was bored and needed a change!
Wow bud I didn't hear about this! Another reason to see you.
I wanted to donate my hair to locks of love but It's not that healthy.
Awww, will is so sweet.
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