For the past year, I have been growing out my long-time pixie hair cut. I had my hair cut super short for about 4-5 years. It was easy to style, cute, and fun! But sometimes, you just have to take a chance and grow it out.
I’m not sure if anyone believed me that I would actually grow it out this time. I’ve tried several times before and failed. Honestly, looking back, I think that it was the way that I was maintaining it through the grow-out process.
I went in and got my hair colored and cut last week before I left for New York City. Tera highlighted it and also gave it a trim. We were both very excited because I finally had a bob. Tera took some photos of my hair with my iPhone to show the side and back of my hair also.
Now you probably want to see the before and after, right?
Yes, you have to cut your hair while growing it out. Otherwise, you look like a hot awkward mess that no one wants to see. And you can’t wear a baseball hat twenty-four hours a day. A mullet does not look good on anyone. My hair on the back of my head was not even an inch long in July of 2011. I had the front of my hair, top, and bangs a little longer, like 2-3 inches. You can only imagine how it all looks when growing out, one word = MULLET. I actually waited to get my hair cut and colored from the end of July 2011 till mid-October 2011. By then, it was a hot mess, and needed cleaning up.
Finding Tera Rae Stephens as a hair stylist is the best thing that has EVER happened to my hair. Tera was able to fix the jagged and rough edges of my mullet, and also color my blondish-brownish mess. We discussed the grow-out process at my first appointment. I told her that I wanted my hair longer, but I was unsure how long that would be.
Every few weeks, and sometimes even a few months, I made a visit to Tera. She colored/highlighted my hair, and also gave it a trim. I was still growing out some of the razoring in my hair, and also the split ends. My hair has never been this management. It is extremely hard to grow out razored hair. It usually splits and breaks off, which for me, just means frizziness.
I learned to accessorize more. Whether it be headbands or hair clips, I pinned back those awkward pieces of hair from my face. My bangs wanted to do their own thing, and they drove me crazy. Instead of cutting them off, I just used snap clips to hold them back.
I went through all of my photos the past year and found some self-portraits that I had taken. These photos are from September 2001-June 2011. I couldn’t find a photo for December, but they are in order starting from the top left corner. Obviously, my bangs were a huge annoyance but somehow I dealt with them.
I cannot wait to have a normal ponytail. This is my next goal in this journey. I want to be able to pull my hair up, put a rubberband around it, and not have all of the side hair falling down. Hopefully, I will be near that goal around Christmastime, maybe sooner.
