I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while, but here it is. I finally donated my hair for a wig. I thought that I would give you my thoughts on the whole ordeal. It was one of the craziest experiences I have ever had.
Here’s the Before and After
Here is the before shot. I couldn’t believe how long my hair actually got.
The almost finished hair cut.
There it is the finished product!
Cutting it Off
I did it. It was so nervewracking. I couldn’t believe it.
I have never been more nervous for a hair cut in my life. When I walked into the salon, I wasn’t even sure that I had enough hair to donate and if I did have enough, I wasn’t going to have much left. As you can see, there wasn’t a whole lot left.
Why did I do it?
After my mother uploaded the pictures you see here to her facebook page, there were a lot of comments about how great it was that I did this, good for me, and what an unselfish act of giving it was. What people don’t know is that a. I wanted to do this for a long time and b. Cancer runs in both side of my family and there is a chance that I could need one of those wigs myself. It was much more of a pay it forward because I may need it in the future.
That’s all for now
So tell me, would you ever be able to cut your hair very short? Leave your thoughts in the comments below.
Holy cow. I’m still in shock. Maybe that’s due to my terrible, terrible gaydar or what but I can die a happy woman. Ellen Page is gay. Here is what she had to say on the topic:
Here’s a quote from her speech that really stuck out to me:
“I’m here today because I am gay. And because maybe I can make a difference. To help others have an easier and more hopeful time. Regardless, for me, I feel a personal obligation and a social responsibility… It’s weird because here I am, an actress, representing — at least in some sense — an industry that places crushing standards on all of us. Not just young people, but everyone. Standards of beauty. Of a good life. Of success. Standards that, I hate to admit, have affected me. You have ideas planted in your head, thoughts you never had before, that tell you how you have to act, how you have to dress and who you have to be. I have been trying to push back, to be authentic, to follow my heart, but it can be hard.”
I struggle with the the very thing that caused Ellen to come out. I feel fake to those who don’t know, but there are some people who don’t need to know, but on the other hand it’s incredibly draining to keep it a secret. I remember feeling the incredible feeling of lightness (that’s not a word but I couldn’t come up with anything else) after telling my mom, but you can watch the story on my youtube channel.
That being said, it’s not an easy thing to come out. I think the kids that come out at younger and younger ages are amazingly strong. I applaud the kids who do that.
Did you suspect she was gay? Tell me what you think about it in the comments below.
In other news, I finally donated my hair. More on that coming soon.