This weeks topic is "Hairdoo's".
One. The Bowl
In grade 5, I got a bowl cut. It was kinda a bob that stopped bluntly at my 11 year old lobes and the rest below it was shaved. The cape came off and I went upstairs (my aunty cut my hair as a child) to look in the mirror and tears immediatly streamed from my face... I was wailing, my cheeks looked so huge and I felt too different and weird. My other aunty came in to console me and it helped, but there was an immediate plan to grow the 90's out ;)
Two. The Perm
In Junior High, I asked Aunty Diana for a perm. Before I got that perm, my hair was straight. Perms were 'mature' so I was a pretty big fan of the look (even my bangs were permed). It never felt like it grew out though, it just relaxed... I must have started "changing" during that time and my hair has been naturally wavey/curly ever since.
Three. The Boy
The year I graduated high school, I worked at camp for the summer. This was around the time I was figuring out my identity and I still felt totally confused with how to be a girl. I felt like I was in a costume with the girl hair, makeup and wardrobe and it didn't feel like me. My eyes/skin/lips/cheekbones looked good with no makeup so I left that out of the equation and I wore t-shirts, hoodies, unfitted jeans and skate shoes. While at camp that summer, I picked up a buzzer one morning and shaved my head. It was about a half inch long and I finally felt comfortable. I kept it very short with a bit more shape over that year and that's when I met Joel, my first boyfriend. He was into me so I thought nothing of it... till one day we were at Applebees. As the waiter came up from behind me, he said "what can I get for you gentlemen tod----". He tried to recover but we'd both heard it and I felt really embarrassed. Joel broke up with me the next day and I began to feel uncomfortable again.
Four. The Girl
While in Bible School, I started dreaming of getting married one day. I pictured walking down the aisle in a traditional wedding dress and knew I wanted long hair. Knowing that it would take years to have long hair, I started growing my hair out. Three years later, my hair was the longest it had ever been, I wore it down and I felt beautiful in my wedding dress :) Ever since then, I've enjoyed having girl hair :]
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