I hold the secret once I know that I'm ready. I like the drama of the surprise. "You cut off all your hair!" It's part of the fun. I think Mr. P has become accustomed to my trick. "Oh, you cut your hair again."
Right before the holidays, I got the feeling. I saw limp, long hair. Not doing me any good.
But it could definitely be used for good.
So off I went to meet a hair stylist needing to practice her graduated bobs in training. It was a free haircut, and the hair was donated to someone who needs it more than me. That's what I call a win-win-win.
I love how it turned out and I've been getting lots of compliments about it suiting my personality.
For fun, here are some of my hair stats since I started donating.
My hair by the numbers:
10 - years since my first hair donation
50 - approximate number of collective inches donated
160 - approximate dollars spent on the hair chops (not counting trims in between)
0 - the number of times I've colored my hair
30 - bottles of shampoo over the 10 year period averaging 1 bottle every 4 months
1,372,195 - seeming number of hairs I have shed over the last decade
2 - number of grey hairs I plucked when I first got them
6 - current number of grey hairs gracing my head (I no longer pluck them)
1.25 - approximate collective weight in pounds I've lost after the chops
4 - number of times my hair has been donated
And here's a little retrospective collage of the past decade of chops!
Anybody else a perpetual hair donor?