When I was a child, at some point my mother cut my hair. It was short, very short. I’m told she was inspired by Audrey Hepburn’s pixie cut. I was mortified. I remember being mistaken for a boy a few times, enough that an aversion for short hair was implanted that has never gone away.
I couldn’t wait to not only grow it out, but to grow it as long as I could. This lasted through school when I finally got a nice shoulder length style, though I cried for days after getting it cut. I still haven’t been able to give in to suggestions I would “look great” with a really short style I could “really style”!
Other people look wonderful with their short hair they can spike up. My younger daughter happily chose to cut her hair not only short, but to shave part of her head, when she grew up. My own hair issues had me rarely taking my 2 daughters to get a hair cut.
My own hair dresser has the most wonderful short hair. She looks “sassy” and yet also refined and put together. In fact all the stylists at the hair salon, Mia Capelli in Keene NH, seem to have wonderful short hair styles. I just can’t bring myself to even try one, even though I have been told again and again “It will always grow out!”
My mother, and other women, informed me to enjoy my long hair while I was young. The rule seemed to be after 40, or in same cases 30, you had to have short hair. Your hair changes with age, and “no one looks good with longer hair after 40”.
40 came and went a long time ago. While my hair is not terribly long, it is also not short. I’ll go to shoulder length, but the short pixie of my youth still haunts me. I admire my friends like Natalie that pull off short hair with such ease, she can just blow dry, style and go.
New hair products, and my remarkably talented hair colorist and stylist, Kelly, have kept my hair from looking dry and old.
I also noticed a lot of my friends, over 40, also keeping their hair at least at shoulder length. So sorry mom, the new 40 is 60. Or maybe even 70? Who knows?