Top Heavy 2011 -
It creates the most ideal framing for my face structure and has just the right amount of hair on top left for creativity. I only wash my hair every 3-4 days because once I get the style right, the amount of hairspray needed to keep in place in the Wellington wind means it doesn't move so I don't have to do anything else to it. The clipped sides means if I only have time to put it into a ponytail or topknot, it still looks funky enough and I don't get bed hair because the 'do' doesn't touch the pillow. I only use the same cheap supermarket dye and because I don't actually have much hair, I can halve the amounts to get two applications out of it.
Lately I've been having fun with putting things in it like chopsticks or tying it up with wool etc.
Blondie 2008 - 2011
After having no hair for so long, I was always disconcerted when I grew it. It would look acceptable to me for a while then I would start feeling misrepresented by it.
One day I decided to dye it blonde. What a disaster. It came out as a frizzy rainbow of oranges. I could not bare one full day without getting it fixed. I went into town, with a hood over it, looking for a hairdresser but none were available. While hiding briefly in a chemist and deciding what to do, I saw one of the sales people who had the most amazing black and green hairstyle that looked so funky. I approached her and she gave me her hairdressers name. I called Longi and he was able to fit me in that afternoon.
When I arrived I said Surprise me! He asked if there was anything that was out of bounds and I said no - go crazy.
The pain was almost worse than giving birth but, like your births, it was worth it. I loved it.
I didn't mind the initial cost but I didn't love the cost of the products I had to use to keep it white, the frequency of having to get it touched up and the variation of the colours when I did.
Eventually, even though it was getting quite long and I really liked it, I went to one hairdresser then another, then ended up clipping it again.
I only had it this colour for around 6 months. In that time I was propositioned more times than I can count, and felt quite beautiful for a while and I would probably do it again for a special occasion but it could never be a long term do.
Baldie 2001 - 08
I used to comment that I could never shave my hair off yet when I finally did, it was the most liberating experience. So much so that I kept it at a number one for 7 years, occasionally growing it a few inches for the novelty (usually in the hope of attracting a mate). I always felt that exposing myself by having no hair showed I had nothing to hide and people did seem to trust me - always stopping me on the street to ask directions etc. I also had a subconscious belief that if someone could get over what my hair looked like, then I would like them as a friend. It was surprising how many people found it a challenge.
There were so many things I like about having no hair.
No bed hair. No need for shampoos or conditioners - I just used to rub my flannel over my head each day.
No product or hair dryers or concern over style. It never got windswept or oily or frizzy and most of all it was cost effective and sustainable.
Hairdressers used to stop me in the street to tell me what a lovely shaped head I had and I got used to foreigners bowing to me. One night I wore monks robes, that I bought from the set of The Insiders Guide to Happiness, to a dress up party. The taxi driver absolutely refused to take payment and insisted on opening my door for me.
The only thing I didn't like about having such non hair is your Grandads response. He always said Jeez daughter - when are you going to grow some hair?! Luckily both of you, your Nana and your Uncle Paul (pictured with me above the day after he paid for my eyes to be lasered) have never minded. Although I'm sure it was through love, not preference, that you all accepted my choice.
And there was an addictive quality to it too. People were always staring at me and I hadn't realised how much I relied on this attention until I grew it one time and missed the stares. I worked through many issues while having no hair then it was finally time to grow it again. I'd noticed it was starting to thin around the temples and it didn't quite suit my emerging wrinkles ;-) It also felt like it was time to come out of the highly spiritual phase I had been in for so long so I retired my clippers.
I miss it only sometimes but know that if I ever had to, I would have no qualms about going back to having no hair.