Tuesday, October 29, 2013

My love/hate relationship with my hair

Every female has a relationship with their hair. Sometimes we love it, sometimes we hate it, sometimes it is the bane of our existence. I think you can probably guess where me and my hair stand about now.

My hair and I battle it out on a daily basis..like seriously. And it's been this way for years. I remember the very first time I chopped off all my hair. I was about 7 and I was playing softball. I was going through a tomboy phase and I didn't want to deal with my long hair anymore...it was too girly. I told the stylist I wanted it to my ears. Now what stylist actually listens to a 7 year old girl telling her to cut her "to the butt" locks up to her ears, I'll never know. But she did, and I looked like a boy. When I put my ball cap on, people thought I was a boy.

The many styles of Kasey May :). Notice the length of my hair right after wedding (top left photo) and subsequent hair cut right after that photo was taken, lol (bottom left photo). Also, my sincerest apologies on the excessive use of the duck face..I just...have...no words.

I never went longer than a year and a half without cutting it short after that. You'd think I would never have cut it again, but I can't help but cut it. So when my husband told me that he wished I would let my hair grow long again (I'd grown it out for about a year and a half for our wedding and it actually got past my shoulders!), I knew I should try. So I did. For about two years after the last "short cut", I grew it, and fought it the whole way! After just a few short months, I started to get the itch again, so I had my stylist change up my bangs (that's a whole different post....never cut your bangs!). That curbed my urge for a bit. It did help that I could start curling a little and I started following The Small Things Blog to get ideas for styling. But once again, I needed that change in my life. So I got some color done. But the more it grew the more it seemed my hair would never be long enough to do all the gorgeous styles I saw for long hair on Pinterest. It was just awkward. Not short, not long, just blah.

So I called to make the appointment to get it chopped. I HAD too. It was a desperate need. Despite the gnawing at the back of my mind saying, "just let it grow through the winter...it will be long then. Do it for your husband, he likes it long! You will regret this, Kasey, you always do." I did it anyway. And when the receptionist told me that my stylist had broken his elbow just 2 days prior and would be out for at least a month, maybe longer, I should have listened to the signs! But I ignored it and booked with another girl.

The day of my appointment, I curled my hair up one last time and took before pictures of my frustratingly medium length hair. Looking at the picture, I thought, "sheesh, why does my hair have to look so good today?" ANOTHER SIGN! But I went to the appointment. The stylist they put me with was a girl I had never seen. Her hair was a beautiful brown color with a few highlights throughout...and the length! Oh it was so cute...a bit shorter than mine falling just above her shoulders, and curly. I thought to myself, "I could just ask for her to cut mine like hers! It would be short enough to get my fix, but not too much off that it would ruin all this growing I've done." But of course, I sat down in the chair and showed her the short cut I had already picked out. WHY? I don't know, I'm stubborn.

I left that fateful day just over two weeks ago on the verge of tears. I hated it! She didn't even cut it or style it like the picture I gave her. She flat ironed it, making my square, somewhat chubby face look very round and fat. Ugh..what have I done?

I am finally getting used to styling it to give it some body and it's alright. But now looking back, I see all the signs and keep seeing pictures of my LONG hair. Even though I didn't see it then, I was so close to having the long hair I got rid of as a little tomboyish girl, that I so desperately want back again.

Morning of the appointment...amazing right?!
Going in!!! Should have just left...lol


Saying goodbye in the salon bathroom


Right after....not lovin' it.


This time will be different, this time I will grow it and NOT cut it. I'm going to put a picture of my long hair and my short hair next to each other on my mirror and NOT cut it. For right now, I'm going to try and love my hair today.