Jae: What're we doing today, trim?
DC Celine: Well, I'm feeling really blah, so I need to do something...not terribly drastic - I don't want to get rid of the length. I want to keep the length, but I was wondering if bangs would work. Long, side bangs.
Jae: (eyes light up, bright smile spreads across her face) Yes!
DC Celine: You think it would work?
Jae: Yes! Let's do it!
Wash, wash, snip, snip.
A half hour later, she starts into the long strands around my face. Eeek! I think, it's looking really short.
DC Celine: Wow. This is going to be different. The last time I had bangs, I was probably in 8th grade. Wow.
Jae: (Snips silently. ok, not so silently, we were gabbing away, but that's beside the point. Maybe she was trying to distract me.)
A little while later, the trauma sets in. Eeek! What did I do? I think, as she dries my hair. It's going to take a while to get used to this...I can always grow it out.
She's done. She loves it. I have to think about it.
I look in the mirror again.
Hmmm. Maybe not so bad.
Hmmm. Actually, I look pretty good.
She looks at me, "Oh, you look so cute!"
I look again. Yup, I like it. Like it a lot. Of course, I'm going to have to maintain this daily (which is more than I do now, when I basically towel dry on normal days). But I really like it.
OK, Elle Macpherson I'm not, but hey! I'll take what I can get.
On the way home, when I hit that mini-wind tunnel where you start to go up the metro escalator, and as I walk jauntily up my street, my hair flows and bounces shampoo-commercial style behind me.
I've been home for two hours, and I still keep looking at myself in the mirror. Vain? Yes. Happy? Yes. Out of my rut? Absolutely.
Thanks, Jae! You're the best!