I want to talk about hair. About my hair. Because I'm just that egotistical. Ha!
I've never really been one to have a lot of concern about hair styles and such. For the past 5ish years, my hair is just hair. I don't use product or take time to style it. Since getting pregnant with Zach, I've even stopped coloring it (and am surprised at how easily I accept all the grays up there). Heck, I don't even use a hair dryer!
But I want to say that I really think I have great hair.
There are days I roll out of bed and I don't wash my hair and I don't even brush my hair and it looks fine. It's long, it's healthy, it's strong. It has a little body and volume.
I get my hair cut about once a year. Lately, I just go to a basic place that just gives me a trim. In the past, I have gone to a stylist and gotten a fancier 'do. But since I'm not good on that whole "daily styling" thing, it never lasts.
In high school, I was a blond. Yowza!
In college, back to brunette and letting all the damage from those blond years grow out.
Then I went reddish for a community theatre show and the red really suit me so I stuck with reddish for several years.
Then motherhood rolled in and the time, energy, and interest in the color of my hair vanished.
My hair grew crazy fast while pregnant with Teagan. About a year after she was born, I cut my hair off and donated it to Locks of Love. Cut it short.
This is me about a month before Teagan was born.This is me 15 months after Teagan was born.
This is me on that same day, after I went out on my lunch hour and got it all chopped off (and donated).
I even managed to keep up with hair cuts for a while, keeping it short and "easy to manage."
This was taken about 6 months after it was all cut off (this is my friend, Lindsey, who was in town visiting from CT... she's my parenting soulmate. More on that some other time.)
And have pretty much been growing it ever since, with an occasional trim here and there.
Jeff likes my hair long. I like my hair long. I'm at the length where I usually start to get restless and have the urge to go extreme and cut it off. But I'm not having those urges right now. I'm annoyed with the static. But other than that, I love how my hair looks when it is down. I love how cute it can be in pigtails or braids. I love being able to pull it back into a loose bun/knot thing to get it out of my face.
I wonder just how long I can keep it long... before I get bored or whatever.
What do you think? Short or long on me? And tell me about your hair... how often do you get a hair cut? What's your hair routine like?