Oh, I sympathize. My mom did that, too. Every year when school let out she took me to the beauty shop and had my hair "shingled" to cut the last of the perm out, and then before school started, she took me again to have a tight, allover perm put in, so I started every school year looking like Orphan Annie. A biddable child, it never occured to me until well past puberty that the hair on my head should be mine to decide how to wear. I fought her for two years, until the Great Rebellion of my senior year. I turned into Demon Spawn that year--fishnets, all-black clothes, miniskirts, pointy-toe black heels or boots, inch-wide eyeliner, platinum lipstick, and not only did I not get my hair cut or permed, I ironed what curl remained flat. (I have never, ever done drugs, not even mj. I never drank alcohol until after I was married. H is the only man with whom I've ever had sex. Yeah. Demon Spawn.)
The trend continued when I went to NC School of the Arts, which is in my hometown. I was still attending church when I was at home, and people I'd known all my life from church crossed the street rather than speak to me if we met downtown, my appearance was that much of a threat.
I was a hit at army Officers Wives club meetings, too, lemme tellya. So the hair thing was a statement at the beginning. Later, it was just laziness and a disappointment that it doesn't have the texture to do interesting things. But yeah, if I keep it short I will probably have to get it shaped every now and then.
I cut hair for the band my bf was in in high school, and for most of my friends, male and female. For the guys it was "short enough to keep the 'rents off my back" but not short enough to look like a sellout. I cut StE and StY's hair until they moved out, and H's hair until he'd asked me for a couple of years if he could buzz it. It looks like ass--he has GORGEOUS hair, but he hates having to fiddle with it--but he loves it, so I keep my mouth shut about it. I have "hair fingers." It's just hard for me to do the back of my own head.
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The trend continued when I went to NC School of the Arts, which is in my hometown. I was still attending church when I was at home, and people I'd known all my life from church crossed the street rather than speak to me if we met downtown, my appearance was that much of a threat.
I was a hit at army Officers Wives club meetings, too, lemme tellya. So the hair thing was a statement at the beginning. Later, it was just laziness and a disappointment that it doesn't have the texture to do interesting things. But yeah, if I keep it short I will probably have to get it shaped every now and then.
I cut hair for the band my bf was in in high school, and for most of my friends, male and female. For the guys it was "short enough to keep the 'rents off my back" but not short enough to look like a sellout. I cut StE and StY's hair until they moved out, and H's hair until he'd asked me for a couple of years if he could buzz it. It looks like ass--he has GORGEOUS hair, but he hates having to fiddle with it--but he loves it, so I keep my mouth shut about it. I have "hair fingers." It's just hard for me to do the back of my own head.