Growing up, I had a fear of cutting my hair. After sporting a rather boyish pixie cut in primary school, I realised my hair became a part of my image as a person. In highschool it only became worse. My hair became a symbol of my femininity and there was no way I was going to let that go.
I've grown up a lot since then and I've realised my value as a woman doesn't come from my hair or even the large collection of floral dresses I own. My hair, once cut, will indeed grow back and even if it takes a year to do so, that's okay.
I think confidence is key to a good hair cut. It's not solely about the style or shape or colour, if you feel confident in your new 'do' and can rock it out, who is going to question whether it looks good or not. Heck, I think confidence is the key to good looks in general.
So last week, I made a little leap of faith with my hair. I told my hairdresser "I'm feeling radical today, let's chop it all off". With the first snip of the scissors, I felt a weight taken off my shoulders (and not just literally). It felt good knowing it didn't matter if this new hair cut turned out horribly, it only mattered that I felt good about it.
And I did.
I'm slowly getting used to my new hair. Sometimes I wake up and question whether I look more like a 30 year old mum or a 5 year old girl, but despite that, I'm content. Perhaps I will go shorter next time....maybe.
How does your hair make you feel?