I finally got around to my bi-annual hair cut. See, I'm not really one of those girl's who gets a cute cut and then goes in every 6-weeks to keep it maintained. I go in, get a cute cut, and immediately let it grow back out (which, for me, happens REALLY fast!) Once I get back the point where I find myself wearing pony tails more often then not (about every 7 or 8 months)- I go back in for another cut. Usually- I let the stylist pick what she thinks would be a good look. Ironically- every stylist for the past 8 years has had the same general opinion of what that might be. This time- I decided to go different and get bangs. This is a BIG step for me. The last time I had bangs, I was 11. It was traumatic. I suppose this warrants the full story.
The year was 1990 and I went to Ball State to stay with my older sister Kathy for "Little Kin Weekend". Kathy and I were both excited... (for totally different reasons, I found out later!) The hit movie "Ghost" had just been released starring Demi Moore and Patrick Swayzee. Demi had a very short, but very "hip" boy cut. Kath was dying to try it- but couldn't muster up the courage to actually go through with it. And then (gasp!) "I have an idea!!!- why don't YOUget it done, Megan?!?! It would be SO cute and SO much fun to dotogether!!!" (and so on and so forth).
I was having NONE of it. I thought she'd finally given in after many failed manipulation tactics. "Well- just think about it while we run some errands." (Ok, so I should have known better- but I was 11!!) As it turns out,"some errands" happened to be showing me a spot on campus she once had been during thepast year, which was conveniently located just steps from the Salon. Kathy looks up, feigning a shocked "Oh,Look! Well-while-we're-here" expression.
"Let's just go in and talk to them, Meg. they can show you what it wouldlook like and if you don't like it- you totally don't have to do it. Wehave to go inside anyway to cancel the appointment- we can't just not show,these people depend on this." (One can easily deduce the insinuation here-what she really meant was- "what kind of person are you anyway?!?). She was quick to add "and you're NOT staying in the car- there isno way I'm leaving my little sister alone in a parking lot on a big collegecampus!"
Once inside- there's some greeting and chatting and then "just go talk to her Megan, please? You don't have to do anything you don't want to"(knowing full and well she'd effectively removed every defense from my grasp- and there was no way I was going to find the courage to actually speakup for myself to this (gulp!) stranger.) Needless to say- 30 minutes later Kathy left the salon with an 11-yr-old brother. It was NOT "hip". (I should mention, Kathy opted out of the Demi-Moore look after that.)
So here I am- 20 years later- with bangs for the first time since I was 11. I sort of felt like it makes me LOOK like I'm 11. But it's growing on me...
The year was 1990 and I went to Ball State to stay with my older sister Kathy for "Little Kin Weekend". Kathy and I were both excited... (for totally different reasons, I found out later!) The hit movie "Ghost" had just been released starring Demi Moore and Patrick Swayzee. Demi had a very short, but very "hip" boy cut. Kath was dying to try it- but couldn't muster up the courage to actually go through with it. And then (gasp!) "I have an idea!!!- why don't YOUget it done, Megan?!?! It would be SO cute and SO much fun to dotogether!!!" (and so on and so forth).
I was having NONE of it. I thought she'd finally given in after many failed manipulation tactics. "Well- just think about it while we run some errands." (Ok, so I should have known better- but I was 11!!) As it turns out,"some errands" happened to be showing me a spot on campus she once had been during thepast year, which was conveniently located just steps from the Salon. Kathy looks up, feigning a shocked "Oh,Look! Well-while-we're-here" expression.
"Let's just go in and talk to them, Meg. they can show you what it wouldlook like and if you don't like it- you totally don't have to do it. Wehave to go inside anyway to cancel the appointment- we can't just not show,these people depend on this." (One can easily deduce the insinuation here-what she really meant was- "what kind of person are you anyway?!?). She was quick to add "and you're NOT staying in the car- there isno way I'm leaving my little sister alone in a parking lot on a big collegecampus!"
Once inside- there's some greeting and chatting and then "just go talk to her Megan, please? You don't have to do anything you don't want to"(knowing full and well she'd effectively removed every defense from my grasp- and there was no way I was going to find the courage to actually speakup for myself to this (gulp!) stranger.) Needless to say- 30 minutes later Kathy left the salon with an 11-yr-old brother. It was NOT "hip". (I should mention, Kathy opted out of the Demi-Moore look after that.)
So here I am- 20 years later- with bangs for the first time since I was 11. I sort of felt like it makes me LOOK like I'm 11. But it's growing on me...
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