Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

What is it with hair??? Why is it that hair can make or break the way someone looks?

Ok, this is on my mind because I may or may not have just chopped off 5 inches of my hair. I was actually planning on going shorter and then chickened out.

Confession: You know how people ask what you first notice in a person of the opposite gender? It's politically correct to say something like their eyes, their smile or something deep like that.

Nope. For me it's the hair.

Hey, hair can say a lot about a person! How well they groom it, what color they dye it, how long it is. Personally, I can't date people with hair longer than mine. Or red-heads for some reason... I just don't get along with redheaded guys... anyway I'm getting sidetracked.

One time I did an experiment. It was about this time of year 4 years ago. I had long-ish blonde hair and I was sick of it (which now sounds like deja vu for me). But I had this crazy STUPid idea to cut it all off in a strange pixie cut thing and die it brown. Like a reddish brown. It was really gross.

Can you tell it's me? 

I started to notice a difference in the way people treated me. The most noticeable difference was at stake dances: usually I would get asked to dance every slow song and I wouldn't know half the guys who asked me when I was blonde. Suddenly, as a brunette, only the guys who knew me well would ask me to dance. Which was a big bummer when you turn 16 and nobody asks you on a date because you're brunette.

Well, I learned from my mistake and as soon as I could got blonde highlights again. I started growing out my hair the end of my sophomore year, and by the time I was graduating my hair was as long as I ever hoped it would be.

High School Graduation '09 

And I kept it that way... until a few days ago.

Granted, I did NOT go pixie cut or anything drastic. Heck, my hair still hits my collarbones. But it is a huge victory for me. Because when I look back and ask myself why I was growing out my hair long and blonde, it was because I wanted other people to like me.

My hair may still be dyed blonde, but I'm sick of feeling like I have to act like a blonde to be accepted. I'm sick of having people look at me with shocked faces when they find out I'm in the business program with a 3.93 GPA. Yes, I naturally do ditzy things occasionally, but that does not by any means make me a dumb blonde.

So while hair may be what I am initially attracted to the most, in the end I end up falling for the guy with the personality, smarts and charm to back up the hair. And I am so curious to see which guys will see THIS girl beyond the hair!

(which in case you haven't gathered yet, I LOVE this haircut. It is exactly how I want it).

Me and my fabulous stylist and best friend, Linsey.