Summer hair.

Some days I just don't feel like blogging deep/profound stuff. On these kind of days I ditch my other blog and traverse here.

So let’s talk about HAIR today. Yes, that mane of glory on and around your pretty head. 

I had been growing my hair out since January this year for no particular reason. In the winter months it seems like there’s less reason to go for a haircut. I use them as a scarf sometimes. 

But lately, the temperature has been steadily soaring and I have been feeling the consequences. SUMMER is definitely here. I suddenly want the mop of hair gone; chopped. Due to the sheer mass and length of hair, it has been droopy and sad-looking. Not to mention the amount of shampoo it requires. 

Unable to take it anymore I marched into one of the cheaper salons in NYC and told them I wanted a trim. The cut itself only cost $12, plus an extra $3 for wash. I love a good wash before my cut, and don’t mind shelling out a few bucks for that. I could do with some head massage too especially since I have been interning 5 days a week, waking up at 6:30 every morning to get there by 9-ish.

After the hairstylist finished his magic, I was shocked to see a good 4 inches had been hacked off. I hadn’t been paying attention to how much he cut off because I kinda didn’t care how my hair would turn out. I just wanted the weight off and did not give him much direction as to how I wanted it. I got up from the seat and glanced down to see how much hair he cut off. 

It was A LOT of hair. Enough to make a wig with.

I had to keep looking at my reflection for proof I still had hair on my head because I felt bald, botak, in a good way. He did exactly what I wanted, albeit a little too short.

What else can I say - I'm ready to brave the 100F temperature now.