Too. Much. Hair.
SO much of the feminine life is about grooming just the right amount of hair. It is dreaded in some places and desperately needed in others. Brush, wash, sweep, vacuum, shave, pluck, trim. It is such a part of us, isn’t it? I think long hair is seen as a sign of youth and sexuality. I really like it sometimes. But most of the time I am trying to just deal with it. I have found myself de-cluttering and streamlining the rest of my life-and ALWAYS does my hair end up reflecting my current mental state.
I am constantly communicating something. It gets exhausting.
