the hair disaster

i have had very short hair for a while now and was feeling like i might want to start growing it out, but before i totally let it grow, i thought it would be neat to get some really cool ghetto designs shaved into the sides of my hair.  just for fun.

i went to a cute little barber shop and a nice black lady called ronda did the deed. i had a sinking feeling when, just as she was getting started, she said,  ''i haven't done this in a really long time.''

red flag, red flag!! i should have gotten up from the seat and said nicely ''thanks ronda, but no thanks.'' but i just sat there and said, ''thats ok, go for it, be creative, a few small swirly lines and spirals is all i want.''

for some reason she had me sit with my back to the mirror. i think the cord for the shaver was too short for me to sit so i could look at myself in the mirror.  another red flag!
when she finally turned me around to face myself i was shocked at what i saw:
i was not very happy about it!

 front

 side

side         

um hello? the sides were totally different from each other which is not what i had imagined. from the front it looked like my head was no longer round but totally deformed...... there is no way i was going to be able to go out in public with this hair doo! i payed ronda her 25$ and figured i would go home and see if it still looked so bad in the mirror at home. (my friend prairie rose's house)

upon arriving at home i realized it still looked just as bad and decided that when prairie came home she was going to have to help me try to fix it. luckily i am traveling with an electric hair shaver that has different sized attachments, it came in really handy!! 

prairie came home and was happy to help. this is the result:

 side

front

i now have a mohawk/crewcut type hair style. its been interesting getting used to it. the first couple of days it was a shock every time i saw myself in the mirror, but now the shock has lessened and i am getting into it. i feel fierce, like a modern warrior woman heading out into unknown territory ready to take on what ever comes my way.......

i have to think of the lyrics of one of my favorite songs by ani difranco:

this is me with out my hair

welcome to my open stare

i've got nothing to hide no more

why disguise what isn't there............

this look might be a blessing in disguise because i am not going to get hit on from men often,  i am now able to walk past a construction site without getting the whistles!!

and hey its hair.... it will grow!!