Friday, June 1, 2012
Along with running with them another thing we're not supposed to do with scissors is cut our own hair. I'd been meaning to find somebody new to cut mine for a while but so far just hadn't got around to it. I hate going to the hairdresser almost (but not quite) as much as going to the dentist. Sitting still in the chair staring at myself in a large mirror for half an hour or more while someone fidgets around with scissors, combs, clips, sprays, and blow dryers is already not my favorite thing. Then there's having to listen to the usually inane conversations going on about hair, make-up, fashion.. or worse. Once finished they charge the approximate value of an arm and a leg and tell you to come back in six weeks.
Nearly two years had gone by since my last appointment. A few days ago I got fed up looking at the split ends of my now very long hair so I picked up a pair of large sewing scissors and a hair tie and ran to the bathroom. First, I lined the counter and sink with paper towels then brushed all my hair forward and made a ponytail at the top of my forehead (I didn't draw it that way). Then I measured the hair to the bottom of my chin and cut. Next, using a smaller pair of scissors, I trimmed at an angle into the flat end to soften the look. Ten minutes of snipping later I ended up with a look not too much different from the girl I've been sketching:
It might not be for everybody but I quite like it :-)
Have you ever cut your own hair?