My hair's been growing without the interference of a 'stylist' for nearly a year now and, although I'm very glad to have left that particular six week observance go by the wayside, now I'm thinking about wearing a hat.
Dreadlocks might be a good idea. Back in March Gary did a post that had a picture of my nephew Ryan with his new dreads. I knew nothing about them but Ryan being a very sweet young man sent me a note with some history that included the fact that men wearing short hair actually just dates back to the Prussian Empire when Kaiser Wilhelm decided he'd prefer all his soldiers to look the same and sent them to the military barbers. Cutting everybody's hair gave them something to do besides pulling teeth.
So here I am with my hair getting longer by the day, the weather's getting warmer and hair falling over my face whenever I try to do anything drives me crazy. Having your hair ends soak in the silk dye is no fun either but what did I ever care about sophistication? In the meanwhile I've been using pins, clips and slides when I twist and tie it into one of those knots that looks like a bird's tail section. I rather like it but I did spend some time looking at knotty boy a salon in Vancouver BC that specializes in dreads. Out of their 3000 pictures I found one picture of an 'older' woman with dreadlocks - a Finnish lady of about 70 years sitting in a big blackwood frame chair wearing a dark shirt, jeans and boots. Her dreads hung down to the floor. I want to grow up to be like her.