I chopped off 13 inches of my hair when I was 16 after breaking it off with an ex. Why? because I was fed-up with people (included my ex)’s judgements that I was this valley-girl (I got blonde hair, blue eyes, and long hair—and all suddenly I am a valley girl??) who was vain, dumb, and snob… People kept commenting on how beatiful my long hair (even strangers would come up to me!) so that was the beginning of my little “anarchy/punk/rebel” phase where I just tried to be UGLY… it failed. People then commented on how CUTE I looked with my short hair. I dyed it red. Still “cute” and “whimsical” etc… So I am giving up. I want to go back to my long hair. I loved my long hair because all things I could do with it—french braids, buns, twisties, and many more. Short hair is impossible to dress up without zillions of barettes and clips.
I just want to be able to french-braid my damn hair!
(It is past my shoulders … I am gonna to stop my hair after it cover up my chest. then dye it red. Yeah, baby, yeah!)
