Beginner's Heart

Beginner's Heart


ponytail memories and silver linings

Deborahat 9As a young child, I had very long hair. I wore it either in braids, or in a ponytail; it did look quite a bit like the tail of a Shetland pony. Long, blond, and constantly in motion. I wasn’t a child of stillness.

As I grew, I still wore my hair long — putting it through almost every fashionable torture known for 4 decades. I actually IRONED it once, w/ the assistance of my amazingly patient mother. Like it wasn’t straight ENOUGH?? I permed it, highlighted it, bleached it, glazed it, curled it and blew it dry and brushed it and whatever else came to mind.

But I didn’t cut it. It remained fairly long until only a few years ago. Or at least, it was never SHORT. Enter my favourite turtleneck, last week.

I wore the turtleneck in to my hair cut. Who knew you shouldn’t do this? Even Adrian — my sylist — didn’t realise, until it was… well, let’s just say it was late in the cut. :) And apparently when you cut hair over a turtleneck — even if it’s folded down — it doesn’t lay…straight.

This is all by way of saying that my right side was shorter than my left side, which had to be cut to match. And then the right side shortened to match it. And yep — this really happened. My hair came out a LOT shorter than I’m use to wearing it.

Which turns out to be…GREAT! Who knew??  I love my new short hair!

And there are sooo many morals to this story. Silver linings, you get what you need, letting go, etc. Not least of which is: DO NOT wear a turtleneck to get a haircut. :)

 



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