Saturday, April 24, 2010

In Mourning (aka) Why I Hate My Hair (aka) Why I'm an Idiot

Hello blogging world. I have been away far too long.  I know, I know.  Hopefully this behemoth of a post will make up for my disappearance.

My absence is due to several factors. First of all, I opened my first Broadway show. It's been an amazing experience, and I'll catch you all up in that category and all the individual projects it entails. Secondly, I've been extremely disheartened by the enormous changes in my appearance. My hair has been an ongoing topic in this blog, and when I made this drastic change and was struggling with it, I just didn't have the heart to come whining to you all. You've already put up with an ongoing blog-o-drama about my hair, "do I dare change it" and all that crap, and for that I apologize.  I had no idea that something so trivial could occupy so much of my brain.  And since everyone around me is positively sick of hearing about it, I decided to spare you all.

So I will keep the hair nonsense down to a minimum. After this post. Just this one. I promise. No, really. Promise.

DISCLAIMER: After looking over all these photos I struggled between posting the ones that made me look good and the ones that more accurately describe how I feel. Usually I chose the ones that look good, purely out of vanity. BUT in doing so I feel like an idiot for complaining about my hair, which generally looks good in these pictures. Oy. And also let me preface with the fact that I'm no slouch with doing hair.  I've cut my own hair, and other people's hair plenty of of times, colored it a bunch and could style it to perfection in any period.  This is why I feel like an idiot.  I should have known better.

Ok. So, I started out with this.




A couple of months after this picture was taken, I felt like my hair was strangling me at night and I couldn't freaking get it to hold curl for some reason, which I thought had to do with length. So I had my favorite hair stylist cut and color it red.


(Pardon the puppy yawn.)

It looked even better in hot rollers...



...but it still wasn't light enough for me.  I was going for this:



So we took the red up a notch.




And as red is wont to do, it faded...


And THEN, because of this picture...



...and because I was struggling to find a style I wanted to rock every day, I decided to get bangs.  

We cut bangs and touched up my roots and color.


I never quite took to the bangs.  They were constantly in my eyes, which annoys the heck out of me.  My fault for being so damn stubborn.  I mean, didn't I remember the LAST time I thought I wanted bangs and sternly told myself never to do that again?  

And after only two weeks, when the color had faded to where I liked it, my hair regrowth was ruining the effect I was going for.  I wanted the light and pure feeling of this photo...


...but my regrowth made it look muddled.  And it still wasn't holding curl.  Which told me I needed to change my product.  Now my bathroom is full of products that didn't work.  But obviously it wasn't the length dragging it down.

Every day I tried a different style, hoping that the next would be better, would take less hairspray to stay in place, less time in the morning, less futzing in general.  After a while I just got tired of trying to "make it work."


I realized at some point that I was coveting the long brown hair of girls I would see on the subway and walking around the city.   I had to come to terms with the fact that I associate with brunettes, and that for some reason being brunette is important to me.  It feels more natural, and less forced.  I don't have to work so hard to feel pretty.  And the upkeep is much less expensive and time consuming. Between that and my eye doc telling me to wear my glasses for a month, which I hate, I didn't know who I was anymore.  I had to wear different clothing colors, and felt muddy and washed out.   And with the opening night of my first Broadway show coming up, I wanted to feel like myself again.  Time to go back to brown.  I started documenting with my iPhone on the days I really didn't like my hair.





I set up an appointment with another stylist, because my close friend/stylist extraordinnaire had gone on tour.  I decided to go back to brown, and let the whole damn thing grow out again.  

I took some pictures of my final day as a redhead, and the first time in months that I'd actually liked my styling.  You can pretty much guarantee that the best hair day I have in months is the day I go to the salon. What's up with that?



Little did I know that taking a picture of Angelina to the stylist....



...asking for a "rich espresso" would saddle me with BLACK HAIR!  And I mean buh-lack.  I washed it SIX TIMES with dandruff shampoo BEFORE taking this picture...



...and boy do I look pale all of a sudden!  I mean, that is BLACK.  But I do feel more myself.  I can always lighten it up a bit, right?  Almost there.  

Now the only thing I can complain about is the latest cut. I'm still trying to get some of the color out, but it's better.

It looks good in a roller set, but my set won't last more than a day.  And it looks polished if I straighten it.  She gave me a good cut for sure, but as you may have guessed by now, I'm slightly picky about my hair.  She gave me a shag, folks.  A long shag, perhaps, but it's definitely the 'Rachael' shag from friends, but with Courtney Cox's color.  

Okay, maybe I'm being a bit harsh.  And the following pictures actually make it look pretty good.  So let me be clear.

What I don't like:
1.  The ends are "shagged" which  to me looks "straggley."
2.  The bottom half feels so thin.  I wanted the bulk to be on the bottom, aka "retro."
3.  I am not in the habit of going to business meetings.  I mean I can go to work in pajamas, why do I need to look so conservative?
4.  The bangs.  Oh, the bangs.  Constantly in my eyes.  Which are already irritated. 
5.  It looks good enough when it's straight, but as a tall, broad-shouldered woman I desperately try to create softness and feel like it's too edgy at times.
6.  It doesn't last more than one day.  On the second day it sticks out every which way.  When I try to fix it with a hairdryer or curling iron it falls completely flat and lifeless.  













The bottom line is that I have always dreamed of having long luxurious brown hair, and instead of changing the products I put in it to get back the luster, I cut it and dyed it.  And now I am regretting it.  Because everyone in my life will attest that I never seem satisfied with my hair.  And for the last couple of years, before this fiasco, I was actually reveling in my hair.  It was finally long and glorious.  And I went and cut it off.  This is where the mourning part comes in.  

I just miss my hair.



So now I wait.  Because hair is just hair.  It grows back.

Okay, I'm done.  Thanks for reading and being patient.  I will now commence shutting up about it.  The next post will be much more uplifting. 

Much love and good hair karma,

V






8 comments:

-Nikki said...

Are we the same person?!?! Because I have been through the EXACT same thing!!! Brunette...then red, but not the right red, so another red..then wanted the brown back but I accidentally left it in too long so it was BLACK which makes me look like I'm dying because I'm so pale as is. And now that I've once again chopped all my hair off all I want is it to be long again. Your post just made my LIFE!! <3 I feel your pain!!

victoria said...

Hahahaha! I'm glad I'm not ENTIRELY crazy! Though I'm SO sorry that you've gone through this. It's no fun at all. I guess we'll just be in the awkward growing out stages together. And if I find any really cute hats I'll send one your way!

-Nikki said...

Haha oh you are DEFINITELY NOT alone!! It is an experience that certainly brings people together haha. I actually just cut my hair again today...to fix the hot mess that I've been walking around in =/ So it's better..but yes, please send any cute hats along. I will welcome them with open arms!!

Joscelyn Poll said...

I wish I could dye my hair! Victoria, your hair looks fantastic no matter what color you dye it! We Asians are stuck with one kind of color tone.. How often do you see a blonde or red-head Asian? Not everyday... ;)

Anonymous said...

Have you ever considered giving the curly girl theory a try? I started it this past fall when I cut my hair to my shoulders and have been happy with it.

victoria said...

I've heard of this curly girl theory, but I haven't tried it. I don't wear my hair curly very often, so I never really considered it...I'll have to look into it! Thanks!

The Novelist said...

My husband would laugh and wet his pants if he read this post. I have a crazy obsession with my wacky hair. I used to be a beautiful natural blond, then had kids which made it go mousy so I started the highlighting thing, but sometimes it looked fried so I went very very dark, but like you, I didn't feel true to myself so I fried my hair again and went back to blond. On top of it all I have what I call a Caucasian fro. It is wild! Long story short, I have finally embraced my nappy white girl hair, treating it much more kindly and letting my natural color come back. It isn't as blond as it use to be before I had kids, but it looks better. Since I've been using the right products, my curls have started looking more like a Botticelli painting instead of Hagrid. Good Luck!

The Novelist said...

Duh, I just read the post above mine, and it is the curly girl method that I've started to use. Go to naturallycurly.com and you can read all about it!