My hair doesn't want to grow up
Mad-Tante has given me anxiety today, with her post about adult hair-do's.
I don't want one. Please, just give mine to somebody else. Like Madonna. Can't she grow up now that she's fifty?
My hair...not so much. It's wild hair. Fuck me hair. It has it's own ideas about how to live. I don't want to fence it in, but all around me I see the signs.
When my mother turned 55, she cut off all her hair and got the Standard Middle-Aged Woman Helmet Hair. It depressed me. My sister, who will be 43 soon, she recently got a haircut that is edging suspiciously closer to the SMAWHH. Here I am, 37, and I don't want to get smawhh'd. I want my hair to keep getting its freak on. I want to be that old lady with wacked-out Robert Plant Houses of the Holy hair that makes you smile when you walk by.
So, if it's okay, I'll keep my crazy young hair. I promise, as I get older, I'll comb it more often. Deal?
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I've never seen a picture of you or your hair. Bet you're both gorgeous though.
Let that hair be it's own person, woman! Stand your ground. No cutty-cutty.
Relish that hair. It's the one area in which Sexism can work in your favor. As guys age, most of them are forced into adult hair, because trying to hang on to youthful long hair styles makes 'em look like Ben Franklin, and trying to go completely bald makes 'em look more like Michael Berryman than Bruce Willis.
Women can still have cool hair well into their 70's, but guys? The cut off (note the pun) appears to be some time in the mid foties.
Well, then you know what you gotta do.... keep that damn SMAWHH away from your fuck-me hair. AT ALL COSTS. :o)