It was Coco Channel who originally said, “A woman who cuts her hair changes her life’.
It may not necessarily be true, but cutting your hair is a big deal for women!
I feel a little sorry for the men with short hair who will never experience the feeling of getting a big hair cut. A haircut that will make you look and feel like a whole new person. Either way, it’s a life-changing cut for you.
I know that for the rest of the world it is completely trivial and insignificant. People may be surprised when they see your “new hairstyle” for the first time, but within minutes it’s normal and by the end of the day you’ll have forgotten what your long hair even looked like. Masu.
my old long hair
I had a proper chop last week and I truly feel like it changed my life.
I don’t even know how long it was, but it went from waist length to chin length. It’s a big change for me.
Within 30 seconds of me sitting in the hairdresser’s chair, she had put my hair in a ponytail and sectioned my hair in a satisfying way
I spent years growing it, caring for it, styling it, spraying it, and now it’s all gone chop. That’s exactly right.
I couldn’t have been happier when the hair that had defined my style for so many years was suddenly gone, gathered up like a dead rat in my hairdresser’s hands.
My short hair was dull and choppy, swinging with a bounce that my old hair could never muster.
it was fun. It was so cute that I couldn’t help but swing her hair from side to side and feel the short ends of her hair brush against her cheeks.
As I sat in front of the mirror, shaking my hair like I was in a L’Oreal ad, my hairdresser mixed my color and did my hair and makeup.
This was a very important event because cutting my hair meant more than just “cutting my hair’.
Long hair symbolizes something. It’s about youth and beauty, health, strength, charm, and an obsession with appearance. People with long hair care about their appearance. They’re well-groomed, gorgeous, and pretty much everything I want them to be…but I’m not!
I would like to spend more time getting ready each morning, but I have young children so I work from home. I don’t have the time, I don’t have the patience, and really…what’s the point? Why does my hair fall out even though I’m going to be sitting at the kitchen table all day?
Every morning I would wake up and comb my ridiculously long hair. I wore it for a full 3 minutes before it got in the way. One of the boys waved a dangerously sticky hand at me, and Joseph grabbed his hand and pulled. If I put it in a topknot and layered it on my head, it would stay there all day, so I thought it would be a good idea to just cut it off.
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But there’s a reason I’ve kept my hair long for so long…
I was talking to a young woman in her early 20s, and she didn’t realize I had a child.
She said she didn’t want to have children because she didn’t want to grow old, bored, fat, and grumpy. All the women she knew who had children changed overnight, becoming dull, seedy, motherly versions of their former selves. And of course she didn’t want that!
“They’ll cut their hair short and stop caring about what they wear and how they look,” she told me, adding that I was in that stupid mummy category. I silently vowed to never cut my hair short, just in case I was let in.
But I cleared my throat and explained that I had children and that I didn’t think I was dull or dull. Well…the rest of the conversation was a little awkward!
But that’s why I didn’t want to cut my hair. I didn’t want to be put on the shelf as someone who had become “bad-mouthed and boring.” I don’t think of myself that way, but to be honest, I doubt anyone would even if they did!
Yes, I have children, but I don’t consider myself a mother. I’m still me. I’m always the same. It’s just me and two little people (probably the best little people to ever grace the earth).
When I go out with the boys, I feel exactly the same as I did three years ago, before George was born. When I go on a press trip for two or three days, I kind of forget that I’m a mother. Is that weird? Probably so. I don’t know if others feel the same way or if admitting this makes me seem like a terrible mother, but it’s true!
Deciding to finally cut my hair was like accepting that yes, I’m a mom and I may be a little duller than I was three years ago, but I’m okay with that.
I’m a little chubby and a little soft around the edges (though I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve done pretty well considering I’ve had two kids in two years). I get tired more easily, I travel less, I rarely stay out past 11pm, and I have no idea what’s going on in the world of fashion and celebrity gossip…but… I don’t care. In fact, I don’t even care.
I’m okay with getting a little nagging as I get older, but it took me a few years to get okay with this.
So, am I changing my life? Yes and no.
Nothing much has changed, but this acceptance is a big change for me.
In the future, Sam will be collaborating with me on Travel Hacks a bit more (yay!) We’ll be doing more family trips and making more videos, but we’ll be taking things a little slower. You’ll see more from our home in Wales and our travels around this wonderful country. There will be more personal posts, diaries, chatty posts, and “normal life.” I’m planning to travel less on my own and no more group press trips for several reasons. The main reason is simply that I don’t want to be away from my children. Before I know it, I’ll be going to school, so I’m going to have these few years to myself! But it’s also because press trips are terrible for bloggers. It moves from one place to the next, but it’s as authentic as Pot Noodles.
I’ve spent years hopping from one reporting trip to the next, but now it’s time to slow down and enjoy each destination at my own pace. With my children. And my new short hair approach to life.
Note to self: I have to get better at taking family photos! This is the only family photo I could find! George was crying, Sam was laughing like crazy, and I was half-hidden in the sun, completely chopping poor little Joseph up!