okay I need to be a little less cheesy with my titles.
With my life swirling around in a whirlwind of schoolwork, personal goals and a whole lot of everything, for some reason my hair seems to comfort me. Okay before you write me off as completely weird, hear me out. I strongly believe that you reflect your mental state on your surroundings, which is probably why my room right now is…well.. lets not talk about that. I have been growing my hair out for about a year and 9 months (give or take) and in this time I have become very attached to it. My mum was certain I was addicted to my hair and I guess in some way I was but its different now. Now I don’t just fiddle with my hair out of mere curiosity, I’m more calculated. I’m about to go all semiotics on you so here it goes; When I’m stressed I wash my hair this could symbolize clarifying the issue at hand. After washing I have to detangle much like separating the kinks of whatever has me stressed out. Finally I style however I feel I should aka solve said problem appropriately.
Of course this is just a simple theory not grounded in any scientific fact but it seems to work for me. I could actually talk forever about my hair and all the life lessons I’ve learned from deciding to grow it out but I guess that would be a future post. Speaking of future posts, I will be posting one of my go-to hair styles soon, just haven’t gotten around to it. AND I have been working on a couple of sewing projects that I can’t wait to share 😀
ps. hint to my next post included :p