Hello!
My hair adventures just got a little crazier. Let me clue you in. First off, consider this a sequel to this post: Why Do I Dye My Hair Part 1.
Part 2 entails fun adventures of late night craziness, hot heads (literally), and lots and lots of hair.
Let the fun begin....
About 3 weeks ago I participated in We Are Silent (a day to be silent to represent those who do not have a voice.) I wrote a post about it here: We Are Silent. During the time after school I was getting quite annoyed about my hair and how long it was and how hot it was after a few games of rugeball (yes, that is a thing, a very weird thing) in PE. So I decided that I wanted to shave it all off. Because I couldn't talk that night I had to wait until the following day to ask my parents and explain what I wanted to do. After a little bit of persuading, my lovely parents said yes and the next day I cut it pretty short. Then that night I cut it shorter, and shorter, and shorter. It was an all out crazy fest with scissors. I do not think it is just me that has fantasies about cutting all of their hair off. It was so fun to make that come true. So I hacked it off, and my sister did too. Eventually my hair was pretty short, and I shaved the sides and I made a Mohawk.
The next day my mom buzz cut it all off and we refined it with a razor. It has been growing out ever since. What is really exciting is that yesterday I bleached and dyed it so now it is purple and red. I missed my colored head. Now it is just a little bit of a different medium.
I did this because it was quite hot, and I wanted something new, and I wanted to challenge beauty standards. When I was about 8 I went to a camp (and still do) called Camp Kessem and one of my counselors, Otterpop, told me she wanted to shave her hair off to challenge beauty standards. From then on I always thought that was a super cool idea. So thanks Otterpop!!!
Here are some pictures:
No going back now
silly faces!
Doesn't it look like the ocean?
My baby mohawk
Full baldie!
I put my friend's hair on my head to create 30-second wigs.
It is growing back!
My hair adventures just got a little crazier. Let me clue you in. First off, consider this a sequel to this post: Why Do I Dye My Hair Part 1.
Part 2 entails fun adventures of late night craziness, hot heads (literally), and lots and lots of hair.
Let the fun begin....
About 3 weeks ago I participated in We Are Silent (a day to be silent to represent those who do not have a voice.) I wrote a post about it here: We Are Silent. During the time after school I was getting quite annoyed about my hair and how long it was and how hot it was after a few games of rugeball (yes, that is a thing, a very weird thing) in PE. So I decided that I wanted to shave it all off. Because I couldn't talk that night I had to wait until the following day to ask my parents and explain what I wanted to do. After a little bit of persuading, my lovely parents said yes and the next day I cut it pretty short. Then that night I cut it shorter, and shorter, and shorter. It was an all out crazy fest with scissors. I do not think it is just me that has fantasies about cutting all of their hair off. It was so fun to make that come true. So I hacked it off, and my sister did too. Eventually my hair was pretty short, and I shaved the sides and I made a Mohawk.
The next day my mom buzz cut it all off and we refined it with a razor. It has been growing out ever since. What is really exciting is that yesterday I bleached and dyed it so now it is purple and red. I missed my colored head. Now it is just a little bit of a different medium.
I did this because it was quite hot, and I wanted something new, and I wanted to challenge beauty standards. When I was about 8 I went to a camp (and still do) called Camp Kessem and one of my counselors, Otterpop, told me she wanted to shave her hair off to challenge beauty standards. From then on I always thought that was a super cool idea. So thanks Otterpop!!!
Here are some pictures:
My hair chunks!
My hair now!
Hey Hannah, I love that you are using your head as a means of self-expression—in more ways than one!
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