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Hair Cuts (or the lack of them)

08/22/13 | Living Abroad, Personal


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Do you want to know something crazy? I haven’t cut my hair for over 2 years. Actually, correction, I haven’t had my hair cut by a hairdresser in over 2 years. I’ve just let it grow and grow over the past two years while I’ve been abroad. I did the occasional trim with a pair of scissors and let a friend go to town on my bangs (surprising, they turned out okay – see below and ignore the sleepy looking me in that selfie. Focus on the hair).

People wanted a me to get a bowl cut. Soooo.... just kidding. For photo purposes only. I think...

People wanted a me to get a bowl cut. Soooo…. just kidding. For photo purposes only. I think…

I’m rather fond of my super long hair. But the real reason why I grew it out was because I was too scared to go and get it cut while I was in Hungary.

My hair has always been a big part of who I am. Growing up dancing, I always had long hair which would be pulled back into a bun for class or stylized into various elaborate hairstyles for performances or competitions. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had long hair. Cutting my hair happened once or twice a year. Usually right before Chinese New Year as is customary. And if I was ever cutting a large portion off, it would be a traumatizing experience. Yes, I know it is just hair and that it’ll grow back (rather quickly too it seems), but when it comes to parting with it, I really don’t want to.

So, when I was in Hungary, I was too chicken to try and get my hair cut by someone that I couldn’t communicate with. I knew simple words in Hungarian, but I doubt I would have been able to convey what I would want in a hairstyle. So I just didn’t go and ignored the problem. Ostrich mode. I highly recommend it. Not.

But no more. I finally went and got my haircut. Hello new me!

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My precious hair!

I cut off 12 inches of hair. My head feels so much lighter and all that hair will be put to good use as I’m donating it.

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Can’t believe I had all this on my head

Maybe that’s what I’ll use as excuse in the future when I’m too chicken to cut my hair in a foreign country. Too bad you all know my secret now.

Before and after. A big change!

Before and after. A big change!

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Comments

  1. Yana says

    March 13, 2014 at 2:25 AM

    Just looking at the final photos, one can see that you like the new style 😉

    • Adelina says

      March 13, 2014 at 8:05 PM

      Yes! I was pretty happy to cut most of it off. It was so heavy.

  2. Kailey says

    March 7, 2016 at 2:47 PM

    I 100% understand this fear!!! Except mine is more silly? That is getting a pedicure …. in Prague. It’s more scary to me that getting my hair cut because you can totally get a gnarly infection from a bad pedicure…and it would be hard to do that from a haircut…. lol.

    • Adelina says

      March 11, 2016 at 9:44 AM

      Oh yes! I totally know what you mean. Doesn’t matter if it’s silly…it makes sense when language barriers happen!

  3. Hannah Blackburne says

    May 12, 2016 at 11:14 PM

    I can understand! I’m living in China and haven’t been to a hairdresser in 2 years, but I’m actually pretty happy with it to be honest. The last time I went was when I dyed it blonde, so now its grown out, the blonde doesn’t appear until past my shoulders – everyone just assumes its ombre so that worked out well 🙂

    • Adelina says

      May 14, 2016 at 9:12 AM

      Yay! I’m so happy someone else understands! I thought I was the only one! I’m glad growing out your hair worked out for you!

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