A change

So yesterday a few people in my office told me I looked great. Now normally I would be ‘hey, thanks’ but I know the reason for these unfounded compliments and I am not sure they did. For a bit of background. I (until yesterday) had long blond (ok, I just wanted to say it was blond – and naturally so) hair, by long I mean it sat just above my ass, it is straight, not even a hint of curl and that’s about the size of it. It was getting to the point where you couldn’t do too much with it. Mostly leave it out straight (which I hated because it would get in the way). Or put it up in a plait or pony tail.

So what did I do to it yesterday, you ask? I cut it – now usually I just go in for a ‘trim’, now this involves cutting roughly an inch or so from it, no big deal. But yesterday I got it cut to my shoulders, an extreme and daring move I know but after 7 years or so it was probably about time. And if not, well hell, it’ll grow back anyway.

So my complaint of the day. Well a few people very non specifically mentioned how good I looked. In a ‘have you lost weight’ capacity. Well I figured it was a little rude to respond with. ‘No moron I have cut my hair off’ but you know, accept the compliment graciously and move on.

But this got me thinking, if I look so great now – what did they think I looked like before? I mean I don’t think I look like a trog – but as for what others think – well I just don’t know. I wouldn’t have been too bad but almost everyone in the office said it looked good (and yes some actually noticed that I had had my hair cut).

So anyway, I am basking in a sea of paranoia at the moment. It will pass in time I am sure. But I have decided today that I love my new hair, it looks cute, screw all those losers who couldn’t even figure out I had cut it. Maybe in the next 7 years or so I will get it cut again and see what response that will bring.