Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
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Admittedly, once I didn't have someone to braid it, I probably would have felt differently about it
Ha. My mother combed my hair until I was 14. And then I cut it, jheri curled it, straightened it, and cut it some more. And then cut it even more. My mother still misses my longer hair. She's more than welcome to come tend to it again.
I loved all the things I could do with long hair--but I don't think it was the most flattering on me, and I rarely actually DID the interesting braids/twists/etc. Also doesn't help that my hair is much less curly than it used to be (it's more somewhat wavy, now). So short it is.
I'm pretty sure I look better with my hair short than long, but I can't really visualise my hair long and natural. Too many choices I'm not willing to make.
People tell me I made a good choice because my head is shaped okay for short hair, but...my hair would be short anyway. So I kinda take it as a slam on my cluelessness. But it's no biggie.
I have Ginger's teflon hair--though not the pretty color. I have found if I use product I can keep it off my face, long or short, and this is key. In summer I actually prefer it long enough to put up, because I hate the shaved-nape feeling, and also hot weather hair on my neck. Ponytails pull too much (I wince when I see someone running, ponytail swinging. Ow. Owowow.), so I do a Buffy kind of twist and skewer thing with pinchy clips or chopsticks or giant hairpins. I like the ease of day-to-day care of short hair, but dislike being dependent on the kindness of iffy haircutters, and the frequency of that need. Long and straight is not my most attractive look, but I can trim it myself, and get it off my face.
I need a live-in hair cutter. Not a stylist, I don't care what your vision is, I want it cut the way I tell you and shut up. Thank you, here's your (generous) tip.
I've had long hair most of my life, tried something new by chopping it off and donating when i turned 30 and still growing it back. I found short hair to be far too much effort given how much more wavy it gets when short. but i do recall it being a huge burden during hot VA summers. In OR, nsm. My one fail-proof straggle-proof hairstyle that can withstand a full day of ANYTHING is 2 french braids pinned up in the back. The french braid part holds all the short hairs away from my face, and it looks really fancy. I can get it done in less than 15 minutes, but it doesn't always look as good if i rush the beginning of the braids.
Someone just posted a picture I am in from high school. It shows the length my hair was until I turned 26...pretty much to the top of my rump or longer. There were times when I could sit on it. Now, I can't imagine dealing with it.
In '99-01, I grew it out for Locks of Love. That was fun...and significant in terms of a major transition I was going through but once it was gone, I pretty much vowed never again.
I'm having one of my cyclical bouts of wanting to chop my hair into a sharp A-line bob and backcomb it. (It's not going to happen, I just occasionally think longingly about doing so.)
I am also craving BIG hair. I may break out the AquaNet for the Vampire Ball over the weekend.
My hair is bad transitional right now. It's kinda funny because I feel like I don't really know how to take it out of androgynous. But I suppose until I'm also willing to give up the cargo pants and rock tshirts it's sort of inevitable.
I found short hair to be far too much effort
This. It was neat to have the angled bob just once to see what it was like, but I'm just a shoulder-length or longer sort of girl. Right now, my hair's at the middle of my back and probably the longest since college, simply because I've been monumentally lazy about finding a stylist since we moved.
I did break out the color last night for the first time in yonks.
I found short hair a pain in the heat because I couldn't put it in a pony tail.
Like, I'd feel hot, I'd reach up to pull it back, there was no back. Oy.