April 14, 1993
Lately I’ve been taking much interest in my “bangs”. Actually they’re now so long that they can’t be called bangs anymore. They hung about three inches below my chin now, while the rest of my hair has reached bra-strap length. I’m thinking of getting a haircut like Joanne’s; her chin length bob, all one length is stunning! Maybe I’ll go over to her house tomorrow and see what she thinks.
April 15, 1993
Joanne was so excited when I told her that I wanted to cut my hair like hers. Somehow she managed to talk me (and Chloe and Vanessa as well) into getting our hair cut right there and then at her home! Her parents weren’t home, so we had the whole house to ourselves for the evening.
She went into her parent’s bedroom and returned with salon scissors and a comb. We then decided to set up a stool in front of the bathroom mirror as a makeshift salon. I was the first to go on the stool at Joanne’s insistence. She started by combing out my hair and perfecting my middle part. Starting at the nape, she snipped off the hair in quick successive motions.
Snip! Snip! Snip! Snip! Snip!
Eight inches of my hair fell at Joanne’s hands. Before long the sides were leveled with the nape and my hair was blunt cut at chin length! I love it!
Vanessa was next to go under the blade. Her auburn mane was the same length as mine had been but thicker and wavy. She did not want to change the length drastically so we decided to give her bangs. She was reluctant at first but gave in after we insisted that she’s had one length hair for as long as we knew her, and it was time for a change! I had the honour of doing Vanessa’s hair.
It was difficult at all. All I had to do was recall how my mum used to trim my bangs. I sectioned a triangular section from Vanessa’s forelock, combed all that down over her face, and tucked the rest of her hair behind her ears. The veils were long enough to touch her breasts! She whimpered like a puppy as I brought the scissors to level with her eyebrows and closed the blades around her forelocks.
Shick! Shick! Shick!
Foot long auburn locks fell down into Vanessa’s cupped hands. She stared into the mirror for a long time after that, in awe of how different she looked with bangs.
Chloe was next up. Honestly speaking, we were unsure whether or not we should continue on with her. She has the most beautiful shiny blonde hair – down to her butt – I have ever seen. Her mane is her crowning glory and her most prized asset. However, she did not want to chicken out either and sat on the stool. We decided to keep her hair long, and decided to trim it up to the small of her waist. That would get rid of her straggly ends and even it all up one length.
I combed Chloe’s hair down its full length until it shone like the sun. It was a magnificent sight to behold indeed! After I finished, I gave Vanessa the scissors. She placed them at Chloe’s belt level, and using that as a straight guide, snipped straight across.
Shick! Shick! Shick! Shick!
Chloe’s foot long blonde locks joined my black locks on the floor. Her hair looks even thicker and healthier now that it has been trimmed!
Ah, what a day it has been! Heads will definitely turn at school tomorrow!
April 16, 1993
After seeing how beautiful Chloe’s freshly trimmed hair is for one whole day, I started to regret cutting my hair. My goal now is to grow my hair out to waist length!
February 22, 1994
My hair has grown past my shoulders! Today, I got my mum to trim it. It now hangs about four inches below the top of my shoulders. I’ve also started using hair enriching products to make it sleek and shiny!
August 19, 1994
My hair has reached mid-back length! I’ve had people come up to me and comment on how I look like a shampoo commercial model with my sleek and shiny hair. Thanks to constant small trims and tedious care. Yay!
May 2, 1995
Chloe cut her hair today! More accurately, she donated her hair. We were shocked when she walked into class today with a chin length bob. When asked, she said that she got her whole ponytail chopped off for Locks of Love! What a sacrifice of such lovely hair. But how brave and charitable of her too for such an act.
She reminds me of my past experience when my mum got my waist length locks cut into a short bob at her hairdresser’s. Perhaps the difference here is that Chloe gave her locks up voluntarily while mine was forced (and that her hair went into a good cause while mine into a bin).
I wonder if I’ll ever be brave enough to voluntarily chop off this beautiful mane of mine?
June 17, 1995
Yes! Just ten more days to my birthday and I’ve achieved my goal! My hair is finally waist length! Amongst the four of us, my hair is now the longest. If Chloe hadn’t cut her hair, she would still have the longest hair.
Joan too has grown her hair out but kept it at bra-strap length for ease of maintenance. As for Vanessa, she still wears her hair mid-back length, still with the bangs we gave her a year before. Seems that she likes those bangs.
Should I continue growing my hair? Mmm. I’ve come this far, so might as well keep at it.