As I grow older, I realize that as long as I’m on the “chubby” side, I must keep my hair shorter. I’ve tried to grow it out several times, but it just doesn’t accentuate my very round face. As most know, I have a terrible habit of cutting my own hair. I don’t stay satisfied very long. I call myself a “chopaholic”.
My sister is constantly threatening to take my scissors away. I keep a very tight hold on them.
It doesn’t stop there. I cut my children’s hair, (not to the extent that I do mine), my husbands hair, my sister and her kids hair, etc. But the funny thing about it is, I absolutely do not have a license to do so. Never went to school. It’s a God given gift. That’s the only way that I can explain it. It saves my family a lot of money. Yep, my coloring is a self job also.
Maybe one of these days, I will lose some weight and maybe, just maybe, grow my hair out again. But that’s about as likely as me going Chunky Dunkin’! (instead of skinny dippin’) 🙂
Why must things get so complicated as we get older? Every woman has that fear of having that one long hair on your face, and no one tells you about it.
Well, I have found that the older I get, it seems that the little “fine” hairs on my face look like they are becoming thicker and a lot more noticeable! Ugh!!! I want to scream as I look in the mirror. I know that I am not the only one facing this by any means, but “Why Me?”!!!!! LOL
I also know that some women do not face this at all, while others suffer a whole lot worse. It seems minor compared to other things that could be going on, but… I don’t want to look like a Sasquatch either.
Kinda makes me wanna sing, “You’re so vain… You probably think this blog is about you…”