Over the past 10 years I’ve had blonde highlights streaked through my hair, a thick slab of red, I’ve had some of my hair dyed blue. I’ve gone pretty close to black and had my hair dip dyed in 2012. Ignoring the colour though I’ve pretty much had the same hair style for over 10 years. Sometimes I had it all one length, and other times I’ve had layers cut in, but for the past 10 years my hair has been around a certain length – somewhere between middle of the shoulder blade and bra strap.
Up until recently if anyone asked I always said I was growing it. I wanted to see how long I could grow it. The truth is, I couldn’t grow it anywhere near as long as I’d like. I imagined my hair being like Taylor Swift’s hair in 2010; but the longer it got the more of an annoyance it became. Like many brides I wanted to keep it long for the wedding, so there was no way I was contemplating having the chop until after my wedding at least.
The longer my hair got the more I found myself just putting it up in a messy bun, rather than having it down because when it was down it had a tendency to fall in front of my face, in a cousin-it fashion any time I tilted my head even slightly downwards.