I have had OCD my entire life, therefore my visual outlook on the world is very controlled. I love symmetry and balance, so it’s natural that I adorn that quality on a daily basis, i.e my hair. My hair has always been a physical attribute that I have not been excited about. Show me a closet full of Chanel and a vanity brimming with makeup, I’m a happy girl, but bring me a blow dryer and a round brush and I am completely lost.
I have definitely spent my share of days lusting after the long Rapunzel locks. I guess the pressure of every Disney princess ever was in play, but it definitely was a hardship for my thin flat hair. As a female in North America, it is extremely hard to be break out of the mind set of being part of a “mold”. We as a gender have way too many expectations as it is, and when in comes to hair the longer and thicker, the “better”. There are hidden biased options that we don’t even know we have because of these expectations that women have. For me, I thought that i wouldn’t look beautiful unless I had long hair.
Hair is dead protein. I personally have thought of how weird it is that we take so much pride in something that is so lifeless, literally. I mean, yeah I’ve been that Rapunzel-hair fiending gal before, but it only took one second to realize how basic that was. Every time I got a haircut, I would love it for about 5 hours, take a gander at Instagram, see the heads of long hair, and regret my decision. The year of my first semester in college was when my true individuality emerged. I started to lean away from anything that made me look or act like the rest of society, and I began with my hair. I chopped all of it to a blunt bob, and the OCD in me was very pleased. Not only did it become the easiest thing to style, but the sharp & perfect edges that came with is very aesthetically pleasing to me. No regrets.
I now wear my hair like this purely because I love this style, not because of any trends or my need to fix outside of the metaphorical box. My hair style is perfectly selfish, and that’s how it should be. Originally I wrote this piece to talk about my choice of haircut, but it only makes sense to explore further into the psychological side of things.
Long story short, my hair is this way because I look fucking bad ass and I love it this way. If you have ever wanted to cut or style your hair a certain way, but didn’t because you were scared what others might think…..then just go for it. REMEMBER, when it comes to your physical appearance your option is the only opinion.
All photography by Maddy Hajek