Field braids, clip-in extensions, short-lived perms, wash-and-go’s smothered with leave-in conditioners, Bantu knots (that I might by no means appear to good) — identify the coiffure, and I can assure I’ve rocked it for a minimum of per week. In highschool and the early years of artwork faculty, the concept of my pure hair not being straightened then styled into carefully-crafted waves that descended all the way down to my mid-back was an insupportable thought. As one of many few black women in my lessons, I assumed: might I rock some other model? A shorter one at that? Was my hair nonetheless “good hair” if it wasn’t effortlessly cascading over my shoulders? Would individuals nonetheless realize it was stunning if it was brief?

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After years of newbie bleaching and dyeing my hair pink on the ends (I blame my Aries impulsivity and Charlotte Free), curling with a wand twice a day, straightening with highly effective flatirons, and throwing it into topknots that had been too tight, my hair was begging for a change. It wasn’t till I sat in entrance of a salon mirror with my hair freshly blow-dried, listening to my stylist exclaiming blasphemies about “useless ends,” a “dry scalp,” and “irreparable harm,” that I noticed I needed to make the massive chop. My hair was fried. My satisfaction was low, and a catalog of brief types was laying throughout my lap.

The primary reduce is the deepest

My first bob reduce expertise left me in America’s Subsequent High Mannequin makeover episode tears. My hair was snipped above my ears and needed to be parted to the left so nobody would discover my fraying edges. This bob was razor reduce, asymmetrical, and a little bit too edgy for the 2012 Blair Waldorf vibes I might favored for months. I could not determine the right way to model this hair — or this new individual.

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I abruptly felt much less female (although I do know right now hair size is not linked to feminity) and, oddly, extremely dissatisfied with my eyebrows. Fortuitously, my hair grows relatively shortly, so it solely took about three months for it to come back again. This time, it was a bit more healthy, and so I began styling it with seashore waves and retexturizing spray. Do not choose me, I used to be dwelling in suburbia. I continued to do my hair as such because it grew out once more.

The second chop

I used to be dwelling within the humidity of southern Georgia, surrounded by infinite pool- and jacuzzi-gatherings, so my hair-care routine shortly fell aside. It was lengthy once more, sure, however frail and lifeless. It was in determined want of a reduce. This time, I headed to Charles Gregory Salon on Peachtree Avenue in Atlanta, armed with screenshots of Kerry Washington, Gabrielle Union, and Taylor Swift. I requested for a blunt bob with blunt bangs. The distinction between my first chop and my second one was that the latter was my alternative. Plus, the stylist was an skilled from Los Angeles who finessed my look with each beach-girl vibes and a metropolis sleekness I did not even know I wished. I simply beloved the form of the reduce — the bangs hitting simply above my eyebrows and a refined uneven size that might solely be seen at an angle.

New hair, new me

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With this reduce, my pure hair was swinging, weightless, and stayed completely straight for weeks on finish. A very good, well-thought-out haircut can encourage adjustments in lots of components of your life, however I used to be caught off guard when it began taking place to me. Name it an influence bob if you’ll, however I used to be abruptly extra decisive about my outfit decisions, my make-up, and my profession path. Perhaps Anna Wintour, who has been rocking a bob with bangs for many years, has been on to one thing this complete time.

Earlier than, I craved the eye that my lengthy, pure hair introduced me. Now, I am in love with the sensation my bob offers me, and it is impressed me to take higher care of my hair. I used to go away my hair unwashed and under-nourished, letting the surroundings take its toll and the flatiron to suck the life out of it. Now, I’ve a routine that can’t be damaged together with matching confidence from the belief that sure, I’m nonetheless female with brief hair, and naturally, my hair is “good,” and sure, it’s nonetheless thought-about pure.

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