Wednesday, March 11, 2009

too much to ask for


My hair is getting long. I take very good care of it. You know, fancy shampoos & conditioners. hoighty-toighty hair dresser, the works. It's delicate, tending towards dry and I color it all the time, it needs lots of pampering to remain healthy. The last time it was this long was my junior year of high school. Then it was over-bleached (at home no less), dry and straw-like. A product of cheap grocery store products and five dollar hair cuts, if at all. In high school, I never thought about my body, unlike most adolescents, I was pretty pleased with my shape. I of course wasted it by dressing like a boy in flannel shirts and baggy jeans but that's a different issue. In college I exercised more and was even happier with my body. My hair however was so damaged I had to cut it all off and start over. Luckily, I was adorable in a bob at eighteen. Now, I get compliments on my hair all the time, but I absolutely hate my body. I know, I know. I'm not fat, blah, blah, blah. It doesn't change anything in my obsessive little heart. I want to know why I can't seem to have good hair and feel great about my body at the same time. If I chopped off all my hair would the last ten pounds magically melt off as well? It's worth considering. In the mean time I think I'll try to develop a minor exercise obsession, my ponytail flying out behind.

5 comments:

Julie said...

Funny! I've always said you can tell how I'm feeling about my body by how much makeup and/or how my hair looks. As soon as I feel better about my body, my hair and makeup suffer. Likewise, when I'm feeling fat my hair and makeup usually look fabulous!

Hey-- none of us is perfect!

Dena said...

Oh my beautiful daughter, I so remember never being content with myself in my younger days. I also had adult acne to contend with till I was 30. My girlfriends (9 high school friends got together in o7) told me they did not have a clue as to how insecure I was. Now I am grateful for the hair I have (do not tell, Cassi has me using Rogaine on top where it is thinning). In spite of being overweight and weak, I am so glad to be able to drive (most of the time) and walk, and sew, and especially enjoy my family. We learn and grow and realise how wonderful and precious our bodies are; and how sweet the moments we spend with loved ones become.
Love mom

Haley said...

Good to see you blogging again- Your hair does look great- and I'm sure your body does too. Garett wants a 3rd kid- and I just started liking my body from Isaac about a month ago- I don't know if I can give up another 2 1/2 years for another little crazy being destroying my house and time. Well, good luck with becoming perfect- when you achieve it let me know so I can have a few tips.

Cassi Ostler said...

Your hair is so purdy! I want to grow mine out like you...Give me another year, I might get there...

Steph and Andrew said...

holy monkeys! Its so long! I think you are the sister with the longest hair:( I'm jealous. But I'm growing.) So I think you should chop your hair...he he he.