sometimes i miss being part of the bob club
but i'm searching for a new expression of femininity
I’m not happy with my hair right now.
I don’t like the length or shape right now (maybe I’ve talked about this ad nauseam already) but at the same time I feel accepting of the fact that I am not happy with it? Like, I knew that a bob grow-out would be annoying. I knew it would test my patience. But I still wanted to do it. I still want to grow it out because I crave novelty.
Even in some of the photos below—I hate how my hair looks. I don’t say this to seek validation. It’s actually very freeing to say that you dislike an aspect of your appearance, but you also don’t really have the energy to do anything about it!!! I’ve skimmed through photos of shags and perms and bangs of various styles online and I simply do not feel confident about how any of it would look on me. I’ve been reaching for my feather razor, pruning my bangs a little bit each day like a bonsai tree, using products to preserve my perm curl, trying to find a hairstyle that I can feel wholly myself in. Truthfully I have not felt that in a long time.
It is interesting. How I loved having a bob so much, how much my identity felt hinged on it…