Oh the huge vanity!

On the spur of the moment I got my hair cut on Friday. I dropped in to Suki's (South Granville) and asked for a walk in appointment with one of the, *ahem*, less expensive stylists. Oh yes, Amy was available to see me right away. Yeehaw, thought I.

I've been growing my hair out for a couple years now. It seems to grow at the rate of an inch a decade, even with very few haircuts in the interim. August 2005 was a bad scene as a stylist at the Beehive gave me horrible layers and essentially lopped off all my efforts at growing my hair long. To rectify the situation, I went to a different hair stylist and had the rest of the travesty cut off, leaving me back at stage one. Do not pass go, do not collect your complimentary hair ties. Finally, more than a year later, it seemed that my hair was actually reaching a length that someone describing me to another person might call 'medium length'. I was really starting to like the weight of all that hair and enjoyed putting it in different arrangements like braids. Well, as I said, I dropped in for a trim on Friday to a new stylist.

I feel shorn! On Friday, the stylist gave me horrible layers and I went back to her today (Sunday) to get her to cut the rest of the travesty off. Do I repeat myself? The Friday through Sunday cut has been dubbed Le Champignon for its uncanny resemblance to a mushroom. I'm no longer mushroom-head but damn my neck is cold!

Yes, it will grow back. Yes, it is merely hair. But I'm still upset. I haven't had long hair in over a decade, if ever, and I was excited to know that my folicles have the ability to grow past my shoulders. A number of trips coming up would have meant that my good peeps in far away places would have seen me with long hair - a first for many of them. Do they care? Confucius thinks no. Do I? Sniff, yes. As it stands I'll have to dig around for any pictures that might exist of my long locks.

The moral of this story is Friends Don't Let Friends Get Layers. Or maybe, since I was alone at the time, the moral is Just Say No To Layers. Or maybe, just maybe, the moral is Stop Giving a Damn About Your Hair, You Vain So and So, Suck It Up And Get Over The Layers.


  1. Anonymous10:05 p.m.

    Hey Meg, I think the cut looks great. Long hair isn't all it's made out to be. Kath

  2. Anonymous6:53 a.m.

    Short is the new long. It looks fabulous and shiney too!

  3. The same thing happened to me. I was soo mad. I told her I wanted to keep my hair long and she cut it really really short in the back and long in the front. I was pissed. That was about 3 yrs ago now.
    Yummy recipe I tried it today. I did get some complaining about the lack of meat however.
    Re: Sleep or lack of. I know what the problem is. Its baby number three and so I am happy when he sleeps in the day because I am busy with the others or we are on the go so he sleeps in his car seat. Then he is not tired at night and he is smart enough to know that no one else is up to interrupt his mommy time so he craves it then. He’s a sinker. I keep him up more today so we will see what happens . Once he starts moving it will be better. I hope. Until then I will drink coffee and look like a zombie mom.

  4. I feel your pain! My hair also grows dreadfully slowly. 10 years ago I had medium-long hair, finally, after growing out a short haircut. I stupidly agreed to go to a hairdresser who told me he would cut my hair for free so long as he could do whatever he wanted. BAD idea! I ended up with horrible layers, and had to run back to my regular hairdresser with my tail between my legs and get her to hack it all off. Then it stayed short for a few years because I couldn't get past that awkward growing-it-out phase where you get frusterated and just go and cut it. Before I went to live in NZ for a year I asked my hairdresser to lop it off in such a way that it would look decent when it grew out, and comitted to not cutting it for a year. And I didn't. Finally it grew out, and I managed to grow long, glorious hair that went down to the middle of my back. It was great for a while, but I started to notice it getting thin and really dry and raggedy. Time for a cut. My horrible selfish hairdresser had abandoned me to go on mat leave, so I had no choice but to see someone else. I saw the person she recommended, and laid out ground rules right away. 1)The hair MUST be able to go in a pony tail. 2) I don't spend any time with styling implements, so it MUST dry from wet into a decent shape, and 3) The hair MUST NOT fall into my face. I hate that. I ended up with a cut I REALLY like a lot, and will go back to this hairdresser again until my original one comes back (I actually think I like this new one better, but I've been seeing the other one for over 10 years, so how can I switch?). She even taught me how to us a little product to tame my curls and have them dry from wet and still look pretty nice.

    I think the picture looks nice, and it'll grow, so don't despair.

  5. Thanks everyone! I do like the resulting cut, and I haven't even decided for sure if I'll grow it out again (kath, you're right that long hair can be a major hassle). I'm just ticked off that it was against my wishes to cut it in the first place, plus there's all that angst about how to say you hate it without pissing off the stylist, etc.
    What's done is done, I'm now trying to revel in the freedom of short hair!

  6. Anonymous8:02 p.m.

    I know how frustrating it is to try and grow your hair and it never seems to grow!! But it does look cute- actually the back kinda looks like someone else I know. Looks like were back in the running to see who's hair grows first!

  7. Anonymous2:43 p.m.

    Hey Mego - I saw this blog and thought you might like it. Food always solves my problems :)

  8. Anonymous5:34 p.m.

    Nope not me, Kath

  9. I could cut your hair. My style is more bald ass prairie than mushroom, but free is cheap!