Tuesday, 2 April 2013

Haircut blues

Okay so I have terrible hair...and mind you I'm not saying this out of some self-loathing. I am stating the truth. I have very thick (both in terms of quantity and quality) curly, unmanageable hair. Now I don't know how to wear it. I can't cut it short because it doesn't have any fall and it will stand up straight. I can't keep it too long because it is unmanageable. Usually I have to keep it sort of moderate in length and tied in order to not appear like a witch.

Now I come from a middle-class south-Indian family. My mother did not have any exposure in terms of beauty products or grooming your hair etc. My whole childhood passed with my long-hair braided together into a plait. Add big glasses to that and I was the epitome of a geek that cannot be remotely imagined as a sexual being :P Suited me well because I was so not into guys...or girls :) Thinking back, I guess I was indeed a geek.

But fast-forward time to now. I wear better clothes (though still very plain according to my female companions), I got rid of the glasses and my hairstyle has promoted from a braid to a pony. So far so good. But I can't seem to find a haircut that I am brave enough to try that will look good on me. I do think cutting it too short is not the answer (anyway I don't want a boyish haircut...I have enough boyish things about me and I don't need another addition). So at the moment I just get it cut into layers and keep it a bit below shoulder-length.

However, it would do me good if I went to the hair-dresser frequently...or rather not as infrequently as I currently do. Actually...I avoid a hairdresser fervently. There, I said it. Why? Why when I need them so badly? :P Well, it's the hairdryer. I know it's silly but hey I really am in a quandary in this case so hear me out. Thank God for the anonymity that this blog offers I am free to admit that I don't know how to use a blow-dryer! Seriously I suck at it! Add to that my terrible hair that needs the perfect blow-drying technique in order for me to not end up looking like I've been electrocuted. So either I have to shell out extra money to get it styled by the hairdresser (which I also don't like because they tweak it so much that it looks great for a few hours but ends up looking ten times worse once the effect wears out) or I have to do it myself (a nightmare!).

Ugh...first world problems many would say but trust me something like this can consume your peace of mind because everyday you look in the mirror and you go "Gosh I'm a few days away from becoming a cavewoman...I really need a haircut". Then you go "Ah to hell with the hair-drying crap". And it's a vicious cycle to the point you fear your bf will break up with you if you went without a haircut for another single day. Then you make the leap, make one of the choices and be like "AH FREEDOM AT LAST FOR A FEW WEEKS".