courtesy of photogman euphus

At what age should a woman
no longer have hair that
falls half-way down her back?

Don’t give me that look. You were warned.

As a child I had really long hair, until my mother gave me a bowl cut. Oh, yes. Not with an actual bowl mind you. My mother used old pantyhose.

I swear I looked like a boy.
A boy on a pink bike, no less.

And the cycle begins.

I would go through a period of long and short [very, very short] hair. I even cut my bangs myself – not recommended. Now I forgo any semblance of bangs.

It’s a vicious cycle when you think about the number of times I would get so frustrated with my hair. I would go to the nearest salon and just cut it all off! Then I would have second thoughts. Oops. It’s a little too late for that.

Then there was the time I decided I wanted to curl my hair. That was the summer of 1986. Not sure what happened, but my hair has never been the same.

I have dark brown hair. Hmm, and lots of gray mixed in there, too.

I used to dye it all shades of red.

I tried black once and looked like Morticia from The Addams Family. Even with a tan I looked pale.

I tried blond once and it turned this odd shade of orange. I was so afraid it would turn green or fall out if I dyed it again too soon so I left it that way for two whole weeks!

Now I dye my hair dark brown to match what should be my natural hair color. Well, I dye it when I get around to it. Let’s just say it’s been awhile.

Stephen: Mom, you know, from a certain angle it looks like you have a lot of gray hair.

Me: {snickers} Angle, hell! I do have a lot of gray hair.

Stephen: {gets a closer look} Mom, you’re old!

And this is a metaphor for…

life? Seems a bit simple.

frustration? Getting closer, possibly.

boredom? Another good thought.

transition? Ah, I like that one. Change and transition. Constant motion. Spinning wheels. Finding direction.

Or maybe I just have not found the right hairstyle.

Sometimes I consider cutting it really short. Then again, I love the way my hair feels as it falls against my skin.

What do you think?

Is there an age when a woman should consider a shorter [possibly more appropriate] hairstyle?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

original lyrics from the musical Hair

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