I was always one of those girls who loved short hair cuts but didn't think I would ever cut my own hair. I thought about short weaves, tried short bobs but never worked up the nerve to just chop chop. As my 25th birthday was approaching, I could not shake the feeling of wanting to shed and be free. I so badly needed something to change at that point.
In my own way I felt like I was having a mid life crisis - seriously, a mid life crisis at 24. You would have thought I was 45 going through a bitter divorce. See, before I decided I was ready to chop I went out and bought a short mushroom styled wig and rocked it for a weekend. What a weekend!! After that I was sold and just had to cut my hair. Court, my best bud, tried hard to talk me out of it. She begged and pleaded, "Girl please, don't just cut your hair off just because. Do a short weave and you will feel better." The morning I was suppose to cut my hair, Court's words just fell on deaf ears. I was just ready and I couldn't be stopped.
So this is it.
I'm in the chair and the hair is being snipped. Short pieces, long pieces I just saw my hair on the floor. I thought the worst was over, it didn't even begin yet. I realized after the perm there will be more cutting. When I was finally done let's just say I wasn't happy. My hair was gone. No more pony tails no more up do's just 2 1/2 inches of hair. I will not lie I was disappointed at first but I still felt great. It was a liberating feeling. I felt lighter I was just in shock. After my second salon visit I fell in love with my cut. Its a little more maitenance, but I love it. Sometimes I get the urge to add some hair for length but then that leaves and the urge to go even shorter comes. I plan on going shorter in the future. I mean why not? Its only hair. You exude the beauty great looking hair is a bonus!
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