November 28, 2016
I lopped off the hair again with the same ol' scissors I've used before, those that open bags of frozen cherries and mango. I just couldn't bear the encroachment of long hair that contributes to my feeling like a hag hellbent on trying to pretend she's en route to mermaidhood. It overpowers and and makes me feel unkempt and like my entire head is elongating into an increasingly narrower rectangle. These are not plusses, my friends! But even as I say this, I cringe as I think what my hairstylist friend will say when she comes over the "real" cut.