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Finally Making My Parents Happy
by Tricia

My whole childhood I had long hair and continually heard "you should cut your hair short" from my parents. Perhaps subconsciously wishing I was a 3rd son, instead of the daughter they got? =) I vehemently refused, and pretty much always told myself I would NEVER, under any circumstances cut my hair short. To me, short hair meant old (How often do you see an older woman with long hair?) and I didn't ever want to succumb to old.

Of course, saying never always comes back to bite you in the ass, so for the last few years my hair has gotten shorter and shorter, each time making me look less like a teenager and more my age. Which I suppose is good. Last night I got my hair cut for the first time in close to four months - this is a very long time for me, as the style I have had dictates a need to get it cut about every 4-5 weeks. I just kept putting it off and couldn't find a time to do it - until I finally got fed up last week and made an appointment. I walked in and sat down, saying to my "stylist" (blerg) that I was in a rut and just didn't know what I wanted to do. She pulled out some books with hairstyles and we looked through them, pontificating on what would look good, what would be too much work for my "wash and wear" life. Finally we settled on something that made us both happy. And WHOO BOY is it short! But I do like it - it will take me a while to get used to it.

I met Scott at the gym after getting it cut, and while we made laps around the track, I could see that every time he passed me (he was jogging, I was walking) he had a big smile on his face. So, I guess he likes it.

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