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June 12, 2011 Chef. Check.
Baker. Check.
Bartender. Check.
Hairdresser. Check.
Yup, I’ve cut my own hair a few months back without any help from anyone. It was just between me, a fine-tooth comb, a couple of pair of scissors and my vanity mirror.
Last year, my sister-in-law’s hairstylist told me how to cut my hair into the style I wanted. It sounded and looked so easy that I thought I could do that. But I had my misgivings. Hey, we were talking about my hair here —- my so-called crowning glory.
Anyway, a couple of months after, I impulsively bought hair scissors. I couldn’t decide whether to buy the straight edge or jagged one so I bought both. Still, I didn’t have the bravado to cut my mane. I had to have a plan. I would have to cut in way that if things didn’t work out I could immediately go to a salon so that damage repair could be done — Plan B.
But it didn’t happen that way. One morning, after taking a shower, I saw the scissors I bought (still unopened, with price tag & all) on my dresser and said WTH, it’s now or never. So I started combing my wet hair then proceeded cutting it. My first cut was a big chunk— I mean the length was long — so there was no turning back. After 5 minutes or so, ta-dah…. my obra maestra was done. I had layered hair, not just on the end or at the back but all around. Not bad, if I do say so myself.
Of course, the ultimate test was the feedback from my loved ones and friends. And everyone loved it!. They couldn’t believe I hairstyled it myself (will wonders never cease). And apparently, liking my haircut and me offering to cut their hair is an entirely different matter =oP. I wasn’t even allowed a foot near my sister with scissors in hand. hehehehe…..But a kikay friend so liked it she told me I could cut hers. I didn’t know if she was just being polite or she really meant it but I didn’t follow up or follow through on that because if things go awry, there goes the friendship…….
I haven’t cut my hair (nor had it cut) since then. I’ve grown it long — longer than I’m used to. My hair is naturally wavy —– and with this style and length it’s become more pronounced. You wouldn’t believe the number of times people have asked me if I had a perm (”nagpakulot ka?“). I guess I have to trim my hair to tame it. Styling it — aced it, trimming it — we’ll see….. =oP
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