It’s been a little while since I did any posts under my The Magpie’s Musings series, but you guys have been asking me for more lifestyle/day in the life type posts. Which, honestly- my daily life is SO boring unfortunately. It consists of wake up, go to work, lay around in mugen’s fluff for a bit, maybe a little bit of video games, waste time on the internet and go to sleep, really. (Oh, and coffee- lots of coffee) Lately I’ve had a couple of things I wanted to chat with you about so I figured now was as good a time as any to revive the series.
I had been wanting to cut my hair forever! There have been two things in the way of that recently- I absolutely hate going to the salon and once I get through summer with long hair, I always justify to myself there is no sense cutting it in the cold weather.
Well, winter has come and gone here in Virginia and I could already feel the gross, hot, muggy summer that will be rearing it’s head soon. Now or never, right? If I didn’t make the decision to cut it until halfway through the summer, I knew I’d just let it grow out through winter AGAIN. Plus, it was really becoming a giant pain- not only was it entirely too long, but my hair is super thick and the time spent untangling it at the end of the day (even if it was pulled back in a braid the whole time) was getting ridiculous.
As one of you told me on the facebook post where I asked for moral support (which I was so overwhelmed by just how much encouragement, discouragement and general stories you guys shared with me, you da best), it was time to be like Elsa and Let It Go.
After work that day, I went into a nearby salon and had it done. Wow, it felt amazing the second all of that length was cut off, my head felt immediately lighter. Unfortunately, the cut wasn’t exactly what I’d wanted- but because the issue was that it was cut too short in the first place, there really wasn’t much that could be done to fix it. Once it grows out to about shoulder length it will be what I wanted for the most part.
I arrived home feeling pretty hesitant. My boyfriend knew I was planning to cut my hair sometime soon but I hadn’t told him it would be that day so that it would be a surprise. I walked inside and although the first words out of his mouth were that he loved it, the second sentence was, “But I kinda miss your long hair.” I know he didn’t say it purposefully to hurt me, he just didn’t think about what he was saying. Of course he apologized over and over when I did get upset. Maybe he didn’t expect that to cut as deep as it did, but for someone like me who really struggles with self-image, it was a blow.
Because I don’t have the money to buy new clothes and dress the way I’d like to and because I’m a noob at makeup and hate my face/skin/everything, I have long felt that my nails and my hair are the only ‘pretty’ things about myself. Logically, I know it’s stupid to wrap your self worth up in what other people think of your appearance but as a human, it’s difficult to truly not care. It made me feel really nice every time someone complimented my hair in public or asked how I was able to grow it so long and still have it look so healthy.
I know this isn’t the most humble thing to say, but I know that I’m intelligent and quick-witted. I know that I’m funny (or at least, I think I am). I know that I can make a mean 90’s music playlist and a great batch of cookies. I know that I can be hilarious at karaoke and kick ass in Mario Kart or Super Smash Brothers. I wish I could look at all of that and say that I’m so awesome elsewhere that I don’t care if I’m not pretty.
But truth is, taking the step to cut that hair off was really difficult- but I’m glad I did. I rode in the car yesterday with the window down, the volume up, the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. AND IT DIDN’T TANGLE EVEN A LITTLE BIT. Taking in how nice that drive felt, it made me feel like I was a little silly for being so upset at my hair being gone. I know it was the right decision for a variety of reasons. Still, I can’t wait for it to grow out a bit more.
Here’s a photo of my new haircut (after dying it darker and spending a lot of time with the flat iron), although I will say- if it is possible for there to be myspace angles for a haircut, this is definitely one of them ’cause it looks way better here than it does in person!
Speaking of myspace angles- I realized when saying that today that there are kids out there right now who have no clue what myspace is/was! That definitely makes me feel old. I guess I’m getting to that age where I feel really nostalgic about THE GOOD OLD DAYS of top 8 drama, geocities websites and AIM away messages.
Anyone remember when the Pokemon trading card game was a huge thing? (I know it still exists but I’m talking about the original 150 before the Pokerap got entirely too longwinded). I couldn’t care less about getting a holographic Charizard because it was overhyped and no good in either my Blastoise or Wigglytuff (don’t hate, I destroyed some grown men at Toys R Us’ pokemon league tournaments with my Wigglytuff deck) deck. However, some kids on my schoolbus actually got into a physical fight over the card!
I’ve come to realize that I have the same approach to nail polish collecting as I did to the cards for the most part- if it’s not a color I’ll wear often or if I have to fight a crazy restock for it, I typically won’t purchase it. UNLESS it’s inspired by a fandom that I really love, then 9 times out of 10 I fall for it and buy it because I am a weak consumer. I invited you guys to tell me about your approach to collecting and your responses were fun to read! Sometimes I wonder what makes a brand so hyped up- is it unique packaging? Is it the product really being amazing? Is it the restock madness and human nature? It’s interesting to think about!
I suppose that’s enough rambling for today, I need to go make a pot of tea for my boyfriend and I- we have been super into drinking tea ever since we went to a high tea in Suffolk for my birthday. We spent way too much at Teavana yesterday but now we have a lot of very fruity tea options. Have a great week, everyone!