Go shorty it’s your birthday… Just kidding I don’t know if it’s actually your birthday but that’s what I’ve been singing since I chopped 10 inches of my hair off! You guys are probably like dude you cut your hair, big deal, you’re really dedicating a blog post to this? Yes, yes I am, and I’ll tell you why!
I never felt an attachment to my hair. I didn’t get girls that cried when they cut their hair. I guess I was so used to frying my hair and having it break off that I was used to it! When I decided to grow my hair a few years ago, I really committed to it. I literally didn’t get a trim for two years. Enter my hairdresser and now my friend, Amber (@hairbyamberjoy). Not only did she give me a much overdue trim the first time we met but she gave me such a gorgeous colour that I knew from that moment on that I couldn’t live without her. We’ve played around with color for the last few years but one thing has remained constant, I wasn’t cutting my hair short.
After a year of maintaining my grey hair, my hair was gross. I mean nasty. I removed the grey myself with color remover and was left with a tangled mess of greenish nastiness. I affectionately named the color dirty dish water. Every time I looked in the mirror I just felt blah. I knew I needed a change. One day I came home from a walk and hacked off about 4 inches with kitchen scissors. When I told Amber, she said, I think you’re finally ready for short hair!
Amber just opened her brand new salon, Amber Joy & Co., and I couldn’t wait to see it and congratulate her in person. While she is still in Winnipeg and I’m in Vancouver now, I’m fortunate enough to be able to hop on a flight to see her! Her new space is beautiful and I couldn’t be more proud of her! I’ve watched her grow over the last few years and she is the definition of a boss babe! She works her cute little booty off (harder than anyone I know!) and she always has her work cut out for her with me!
I came in with a hacked off, at home haircut and about 67 different colors in my hair! 5 hours later and 6 inches shorter, I was transformed into a fresher, sexier, sassier version of myself! Add the most perfect shade of platinum blonde I’ve ever seen, and I was ready to take on the world!
So why did I wait so long? Because somewhere along the way, it was planted in my head that because I was single, I should have long hair, because guys liked long hair. Because for some ridiculous reason, I thought I might look like a boy with short hair. So why did I finally decide to do it? Because I’m a strong, independent woman who has been working VERY hard to try and stop caring so much about what other people think about me. It was more than just a haircut for me. It was about letting go… doing what I wanted… and trying to care a little less about “them” and a little more about ME!