Thursday, January 13, 2011

Haircut

Not long before Christmas I finally got the big haircut that I've needed for a long time, and now I have short hair like I had when I was the age Venus is now.

It's very short at the back and at the front I have bangs that fall in front of my eyes unless I do things to them, like pin them back or attack them with a straightener.

It's a good haircut. I really like it. I think there are only two people of my acquaintance who don't like it, and in the case of one of them I think it's because he just doesn't like short hair on any woman.

The good thing about this haircut is that my hair now takes only a minute to wash, and less than a day to dry.

The bad thing about this haircut is that now I have to wash my hair all the time, because I no longer have the lazy option of just pulling it all back into a ponytail and ignoring the fact that what it really needs is a wash.

Today I discovered another bad thing about this haircut.

I was out with the kids and a man mistook me for a boy from behind. A boy. A boy!

That's never happened to me before, and I didn't really know what to think. Then I realised that things could be much, much worse. He could have mistaken me for a boy from the front.

Now that would be bad.


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