To give a little background to this story. It has been a little over a year since I’ve gotten my hair cut, so it was getting to be longer than I’ve had it in over 8 years. Personally, I prefer short hair. It fits my personality WAY better than longer hair. And it’s fun!
This past weekend, a friend from Carrollton was coming by Wills Point to give haircuts to those of us at GFA who used to have her cut our hair more regularly. Which was a HUGE blessing because I’ve been a wimp at looking for a hair salon out here, in the middle of nowhere, for me to try out. Also, I am a fan of the show “Arrow” on TV and there’s a girl in the show named Sin who has my dream hair and the same face shape as me. So it was time for me to go back to my “fun” hair.
So this is my new do: (before, mid, and after shots)
Before
Mid-cut
After (no styling)
Now for the story that the title eludes to
After church on Saturday evening, a group of our friends were going out to eat at Chilli’s in Forney. When we arrived, I had to make use of the facilities; so I made my way to the restrooms. Upon entering the bathroom, a young girl, around the age of nine, was washing her hands. I saw her eyes get a little bigger, with a glimmer of confusion crossing her face as I walked over to one of the stalls. I usually think it’s rather humorous that people’s first glances place me as a boy, but then they usually come to the conclusion that I’m a girl.
I finished my business, and by this time the little girl was no longer in the bathroom; so I went to the sink, washed my hands, and then proceeded to play with my hair to make it do what I wanted it to do. (I hadn’t “done” it since I had it cut, so it was just air-dried and a little flat). As I was fixing my hair, the same little girl opened the door to come in and as she saw me, she promptly turned around and went back outside the bathroom. This made me laugh.
After fixing my hair, I put my purse on my shoulder and exited the bathroom, only to be greeted by this little girl in the blue shirt. Apparently she thought I was a guy and was waiting outside the bathroom till I left so she could go back in.
I promptly went to tell my friends of my strange encounter, and we all laughed at the silly situation.
I’m so happy I have my short hair again, regardless of the fact that some children might confuse me with a guy. Besides, Darcey prefers my short hair. He has said multiple times since I got it cut “I love your hair” or “That’s the girl I fell in love with”.
Do any of you have short hair? Have you had similar experiences? I’d be curious to hear your stories.
