Most women remember the hair from their childhoods as a bad slideshow of bowl cuts and bananna bangs. We all remember those looks where the expression was clear that they were trying to figure out if we were a boy or a girl. Due to this, some women take those terrible and unfortunate memories and use that as an excuse to keep their long dragging dus.We hold on to our hair as an effort to rebel against those memories, but for some women, all they are holding on to is one big hot mess. This is the story about a woman who grew it and wore it. But all fairytales must come to an end, and this one just happens to be a happy one.
So the story began with a woman in a desperate need of a change. The first thing she said to me was, "I want to cut my hair short." since i'd only seen her with long hair, my quick response was "how short!?"
after a deep breath susan responded with "this short" and illustarted to the point right below her chin.
Most realize that hair is terribly personal, and it is indeed the root of our vanity. It is a tangled mess of emotion, so one might see how cutting off 10 inches of a women's own personal "veil" can be a little unsettling.
But never the less Susan had made up her mind. She was cutting off those lock that have been holding her back from the spunky capability of her hair. and let me tell you, who knew that hot woman was under all that hair!
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