FAUX HAWK!!!!!!

I've thought a lot over the years about cutting my hair off.
I see women with short spunky irreverent haircuts and I fall in love.
But totally not in a gay way.

To convey just HOW LONG I've been thinking about this, lets go back to 2007.

I had Malinda cut me some baby spikes. I felt like it was the best of both worlds.  I could still have my long hair, and do it "normal" if I felt, but I could also be weird.  Going short was just too scary.  I've never had short hair, the idea was far too foreign.

I kept the spikes, or some version of the spikes until January of this year when I decided bangs were a good idea.  I LOVE Zooey Deschanel's look and thought I could pull it off.  This was a little scary. I hadn't had bangs since childhood, and those were the "curl half up, half down" kind.

 

I really liked the bangs, but became frustrated with them if the wind was blowing, it was snowing, raining or it was hot.  I loved my bangs in perfect situations only. Which was a pain in the ass.

Last week, out of nowhere, I started asking a friend with short hair questions about it. I wanted to know if people that had cut their hair short regretted it or loved it.  I started polling people I knew that had short hair.  The verdict was always the same:  They love it.

After a couple days of thinking REALLY hard about it, I made an appointment with Malinda (who also has short hair and assured me that it'd be great).

Seriously thinking about cutting all my long hair off made me ill.  I had butterflies.  Not the "I'm in love" kind, but the "I'mma puke" kind.  I thought a lot about all the instances where I liked having long hair, and what might be great about short hair.  The fear of the unknown was kinda crazy.

There. It was done.  30 seconds and it was over. I didn't barf.
I was, however, still terrified.
After Malinda did her magic and showed me how to style it, I felt a LOT better.  Getting positive reinforcement from a few people helped also. It's funny how pretty much everyone will tell you how great it looks so you don't really know who is full of shit.  It's such a drastic change that if people DON'T comment on it, you know they hate it :)

After five days, I'm definitely not used to it, but I'm enjoying it a lot more.  It's easy to do, washing it is so much faster, AND I drove home from Logan yesterday with the windows down and didn't worry about not having a hair tie.  I also don't have to worry about finding my hair ties in the cat bowl since it's Harley's favorite thing to steal them and put them there.  YAY for not smelling like cat food!

So here it is :)  The new me.
I'm so glad I finally found the balls to do this.  I think it fits me :)

 

And yes, I'm going do donate it :)