I’ve been growing my hair since August 2012. In that time frame, I’ve gone from a clipped, curly short style to an almost shoulder-length, every-strand-the same-with-no-layers look.
I’m not sure which looks better on me; in fact, I’m not even sure why I’m growing my hair because I think long hair looks silly at my age. Still . . . some urge overcame me back in 2012, and I decided to go with it.
I’m spurred on by the words in that famous song about hair from the musical of the same name.
Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there, hair, shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy.
Hair, flow it, show it
Long as God can grow, my hair.
I don’t know if God is taking this as a personal challenge the way I am, and that’s fine. My current plan is to keep going until I can put every hair in a ponytail or a bun. Some older women look great in the latter. I’ll let you know if I’m one of them somewhere down the road.
Hair, flow it, show it
Long as God can grow, my hair.
Yeah, baby!
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