The month before I graduated from high school, I chopped my hair off. It was fine, but I couldn’t maintain such a short length and ended up feeling like I had a mullet until it grew out. No short hair for me. So then we moved to Hawaii and the heat and humidity went to my head and I decided the thing to do was chop my hair off. So I did and spent the next several months asking Micah to remind me never to do that again. Which he didn’t. Last year when I cut my hair, he really liked it but kept telling me he thought I could go shorter. Like pixie short. I definitely thought that was a bad idea, but I did need a haircut, so when Bumble and bumble invited me to a model call a few weeks ago, and I realized my sister would be in town to watch the boys while I had my hair evaluated, I decided to take them up on it and be a “model” (guinea pig) for their “short layers” class. A week later I was sitting in front of a student stylist (who had been a stylist for 11 years but just getting some additional training at Bumble) and telling her I didn’t want to go too short. Definitely not pixie short. No problem she said. Some words were spoken about a “Meg Ryan shag look.” Still, somehow I walked out of the salon thinking, “I’m pretty sure this is what they call a pixie cut.”
Not to worry. I like it. Micah likes it. And I only feel like I look like a boy sometimes. What do you think? Should I keep being a “short layers” model? I have a tentative appointment for October or November if I want to maintain it.