Change is good, especially after 25 years
During high school I was tortured daily by the likes of Farrah Fawcett, with her glorious mane of blonde curls—especially in that iconic 80s swimsuit shot that dazzled gazillions of teenage boys. My then-boyfriend had the poster pinned up over his bed, a constant reminder of our shared goal—for him to embrace Farrah and for me to be Farrah. But I have naturally dark, curly hair, and was on the chubby side—there was nothing remotely close to Farrah-ish about me. Thank God for college where I could let my freak flag fly—long, untamed curls (Take Back the Hair!). And that’s how its been for many decades. But recently, when I turned 50, I started looking in the mirror a bit more closely and discovered something extraordinary. I am not 25 anymore! I don’t mean that I feel or look bad or God forbid “old,” but I realized it was time for a change. My little face and head were hiding behind a mass of crazy hair that once looked wild and wonderful and now looked wild and deranged. After four stylists refused to cut it, I finally found one who said, “Let’s do this!” And I’m so glad we did. (By the way, it’s a good idea to know these style terms before your next salon visit.)
You might start standing taller
Literally. Getting the chop made me realize that I was more than just the sum of my hair. I gained fully a half-inch on my doctor’s scale simply from straightening my posture! I feel sexier. The new ‘do gives me a sassiness—an intangible quality of being happy and alive in my own skin. I have changed my style a bit, wearing more plunging necklines and shorter skirts to bring attention to my body. My walk is more confident and my head and neck held a bit higher, which seems to attract attention. I have never been one to get catcalls or a double take out on the street, but this hair seems to be doing the trick. The first day I got it walking home from the salon, one of my neighbors, a young adorable guy, yelled out to me from across the street, “Hey, Sexy Hair. Nice Cut!” As a young women, I might have taken offense, but at this stage, bring it on! In bed, I thought my hair was a sexy addition to activities, but it was really just in the way. Now my boyfriend and I can spoon without my long hair getting caught in his face.