It’s building character in a painfully slow but sure way… cut off a foot of hair and have panic attacks once a day about it and I promise your life will change one way or another. In time it will be good and you will laugh about it without crying:)
i think it’s good to practice at least yearly. it’s humbling and after the panic and maybe tears you’ll realize it really doesn’t matter and maybe it’ll come out cool if you stick with it
There is no higher high than spontaneously deciding to take a pair of dirty kitchen shears to a finger sectioned chunk of hair that you’re hastily holding between your eyes and just blindly cutting off an inch while your Uber driver waits for you outside. My motto is “how bad could it look?” Let go, let god. I’m so impatient when it comes to my appearance. You think I’m waiting for a professional to cut this hair when I literally need it cut right this moment or else I’ll die? No. Paying for a haircut might be a scam I’ve decided.
I don't trust anyone to cut my hair. I've had too many freaky haircut experiences, so I've taken matters into my own hands. And then if I mess up I'm the only one to blame. I usually end up cutting my hair after a breakup or when I'm bored. I almost always hate it at first, but that's part of the journey. I've been cutting my hair shorter and shorter recently. Bobs are in baby!!
