My hairdresser texted me to say that restrictions on salons will be lifted later this month. She is ready for filling up her book with appointments, and I am so ready to see her again. I know that many people have been forced to wait since March for a hair appointment after the pandemic shut down non-essential personal care. My hair was in need of an appointment long before March, but I kept moving it down my list of Things to Do because other things needed my attention more. I normally work in a cubicle, after all, in a corner away from the passing crowd, and at home I sit in front of the same computer, and only see people in Zoom meetings, so over these endless weeks I comforted myself with the fact that nobody saw that I looked like Mrs. Rip Van Winkle.
Maybe that’s not a good comparison. It was he who slept for twenty years to escape his wife, and rocked an impressive hairdo and beard. She probably kept her coif in check, and rejoiced at not having to deal with hubby’s complaints about having to go get a shampoo and set.
Also, I don’t have the facial hair issue.
For some people, regular hair care by a pro is essential. Have you seen how we look in public lately? I’m certain my hair is now about fifteen inches long, and I know it’s thick enough to replace a scarf in cold weather. We had an extended visit from Old Man Winter, who definitely overstayed his welcome this year. I didn’t have a cold neck, so there’s your proof.
I’ve noticed that men with beards, like Mr. Van Winkle, either look supremely handsome or like a prehistoric movie extra who has been told not to alter his appearance. At least we women can do things with our hair if circumstances prevent a trim. However, most of us have gotten antsy over these three months and are anxious to hand ourselves over to the pros. You know, the ones wielding sharp scissors and razors, and mixing up chemicals to dab onto our scalps.
Why do we trust our stylists with scissors and razors? Because we all know what happens when we try to do our own hair. Dozens of styling fails are all over social media, and CBS television even made an at-home special about it. Locally, CBS reporter Ukee Washington on Channel 3 is doing a beard, and he looks swell. I wonder if men get nervous when their pro barbers strop the razors to shave off that facial hair?
I let my hair grow as it wishes. It’s got a bit of a wave, isn’t too unruly and doesn’t look bad in it’s natural color. On the other hand, sleeping on it can be bothersome. It’s long enough to leave a lump behind my neck on the pillow, and it doesn’t want to stay put with pins or clips.
How short I will cut it, I don’t know, but I won’t need a razor. I’ll leave it to my pro to put her scissors to work. I trust her, and I miss her. A good cut will begin the process of getting back to normal.
One snip at a time.
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