Been Hair. Done That.

Written by Diana Koch.

Women love change. More specifically, women love changing their appearance. For some, it is the thrill of owning a closet full of shoes with matching purses. As much as I love my accessories I would have to say that I am a bit more experimental.

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It all started with a few subtle highlights when I was fifteen years old. This single experience would be the first of many to come. To this day, I am pleasantly surprised that I still have any hair left on my head. My impressive list includes but is not limited to braids, weaves, bleaching, ponytail extensions and really bad dye jobs.

I will never forget the time I had the opportunity to work as a Hairstylist's Assistant. I remember watching the stylist use foils to place highlights in the client's hair. Somehow I was convinced that I would be able to do this at home. Needless to say, I did not achieve the look I had desired. But what I did manage to create was the cheetah look. I ended up running to the nearest drug store in hopes of finding salvation for my self-infliction.

A few months after giving birth to my daughter I found myself with aspirations to become the perfect blonde. I was tempted to try it at home but it seemed too risky. So I decided to have it professionally bleached. To make a long story short, within a week I went back to my roots. Not only did I spend a lot of money but I also put my hair and scalp through a lot of grief. Now something tells me that I can't be the only person that has gone through the same trial and error over and over again. My knack for repeating the same mistakes was undeniable.

I can't possibly speak for the entire female population but I've given thought to some of the reasons for this behaviour. For one, the idea of being pampered when I go to the salon makes me tingle. I enjoy having my hair washed and sitting in front of the mirror and watching myself transform before my very eyes. It is the ability to take on a new persona and have some fun along the way.

Sometimes my transformations stem from sheer boredom and a need to shock myself and others. A perfect example is when I decided to have my hair cut and go the shortest I've ever been. I never had the guts to do it before and thought I would liberate myself. I tried a few virtual makeovers and enlisted the help of my friends to see me through. It took me a couple of weeks to sum up the courage but I did it. I asked around to find a good stylist and made the appointment.

On the day of the big chop I had two of my girlfriends accompany me. We made a day of it and enjoyed ourselves very much. The cut suited me quite well and I adjusted quickly to my new reflection. I had a few women approach me and commend me on taking such a risk. They even told me how they wished they had the ability to do the same. It was at this moment that I was surprised to learn just how attached women are to their hair.

Sometimes women are afraid to part with their hair because of the way they will be viewed by others, especially their partners. I, too, was faced with this issue but my hair has nothing to do with my relationship. This was more about creating change in my life and doing things my way. Sometimes it works and other times it becomes more of a time consuming hassle also known as a learning experience.

With that said my mission to become the perfect blonde was truly a lesson that I was taking things too far. A friend made me realize that I had unrealistic expectations. Maybe I was asking for the impossible and so I have decided to make peace with my hair.

My new goal is to grow out my hair and no more fiddling with the colour. I know that it will not be an easy task but with some patience anything is possible. Now what will I do to satisfy my craving for change? Nail polish?

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