Tuesday, November 14, 2017
My hair grew back in patches to start with, the boy shaving it back until I had pretty much 100% head cover. Then I wouldn't let him shave it any more except to tidy it up around the edges (as you do with a lawn).
It's now about Annie Lennox length and - quite unexpectedly - the look seems to suit me!
I have always thought that I could not carry off a pixie cut, because when I looked at photos of women who looked great in super short hair I saw coltish girl-women with high cheekbones and large round eyes.
I am have none of those features, yet ever since I had my "reveal" (i.e. going out in public without a wig or hat) I have had nothing but compliments (and that's taking into consideration the fact that my workmates are incredibly supportive people who wouldn't laugh out loud if I turned up looking ridiculous).
So this whole experience - despite the distress, self-consciousness, expense and physical discomfort - has thrown up an silver lining. It's resulted in me discovering a look that is both wind-defying and funky, and which goes really well with my sixties-inspired outfits and my Docs.