The Job of a Woman’s Hair

Gimme head with hair

Long beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming,

Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair

When I was 15, I chopped off all my hair. Like really chopped it off. With one point of my finger into the glamorous book of choices at the hair salon, I went from medium, ponytail-length to a pixie. I hadn’t even told anyone. I just went for it. I loved it, and kept the same short haircut until I realized it would be a pain to maintain in college. I have gone back to that haircut a few times in my life. Each time I love it just the same, but that first time I really needed it. I really needed the change.

I am writing today at SheLoves about hair, but not really. More about being a woman and what kind we are expected to be. You can read the rest here.

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