A few weeks ago I was hanging out with my sister, who is one of those girls who just knows everything there is to know about beauty and hair. You know? I am, sadly, not one of those girls. I rarely wear makeup (and when I do, it’s always the same old thing) and my hair? Don’t even get me started. But lately I’ve been wanted to jazz up my hair and do something different.
So here she is with her bangs, and I say to my sister, “I want bangs like that.” My sister tells me she can cut my bangs (after much begging on my part) and sure enough, she cuts them and they look nothing like Paulina Porizkova. If Paulina were to walk into my house right now she would ask me what I was thinking in having bangs like this. But now… here I am, stuck with these ridiculous bangs!
They are short. Very. To make matters worse, after my sister cut my bangs, I took a scissors to them and added more in an attempt to make them look better. (They don’t.) After all this, I’m thinking maybe I should have just let them grow because I am not the type of person to even deal with bangs. Besides that, I have a cowlick.
Bangs or no bangs. The question every girl wonders at some point in her life! Some women decided this early. They have them, or they don’t. I’m the other kind. I have them, grow them, have them longer, have them super long, get rid of them entirely, and have them so short I look like Buster Brown.
For now, I am letting it all grow. But I’ve learned my lesson! No more watching America’s Next Top Model before a moment of hair indecision, and no more letting my sister near me with a scissors.