Bangs!

Bangs is what happens when you submit yourself to the will of a hairdresser whom you’re meeting for the first time. A few minutes and a lot of hair-on-the-floor later, she proclaims that she is going to make me look like a gudiya. When I ask her which gudiya has a fringe, she shoots back, “A Japanese one!”

To cut a long story (and some hair too!) short, I got a long-overdue haircut. My hairstylist has really cut it short. Well, shoulder length with bangs right across my eyes.. Yeah, I sure look ‘hip’. Just that I hate bangs and these are proving themselves to be a total pain-in-the-eye. No pics, guys… It is bad enough running into people who don’t recognise you and then cover up saying, “You look different!”. That, in my opinion, is the most non-committal opinion you could ever give. Good, bad, ughly…! Different? Where DOES it feature?

On the other hand, this is a good time to finally learn THE point: I am NOT my hair.
SO much for philosophy!