Today I washed and blew out my long hair for the very last time. I am about to hop in an uber and head up to Russian Hill, to see Kelly (my hairdresser for countless years). She will be doing the honor of lopping off my hair.
I have mixed emotions about all of this as you can imagine. I love, love, love my hair. Interestingly, however, I didn’t really feel anything while I was blowing it out for the last time. I thought I might be more emotional. But I just sort of did my routine, and then it was done. Nothing to it.
Perhaps I’m feeling OK because I know I am donating my hair to a good cause. That some child out there will get a wig because of me. Perhaps I am OK because I am still emotionally tapped from the day I had yesterday. Perhaps I’m feeling OK because I know I will be completely bald in two more weeks! Who knows.
I am writing this before my appointment. I will finish this post and upload it (with pictures) when it’s all said and done.
Until then, Kelly, PLEASE don’t make me look ugly!…..
Time for the “firsts” part of my blog. I now have short hair for the first time in close to 15 years! I am back home and have to say that Kelly did an AMAZE job! First she braided my hair, then we did the mass chop off (wait until you see the picture — it looks like a gross raccoon tail or something!). I was surprised how long it took her to cut the ponytail off — I guess I had a lot of hair 🙂
Check out the slide show of my new hairdo below. Please excuse the outfit, it’s cold here in SF and I actually was wearing a cute black blazer on top of my shirt — but you couldn’t really make out my hair, so I left it off for the pics and ended up looking kind of dumpy. Win some, lose some!
Love you Kelly, I feel BEAUTIFUL! Thank you a million times over!