"What we have here is failure to communicate."
Apparently I never want to have sex again or I'd stop cutting my hair. Aside from long time friends, men, straight men, are being super vocal about absolutely hating my short hair.
Hey guess what, I cut it even shorter!
As I've blogged (continuously) through the month of January 2016, I cut off all my hair to start over. New. No more hair dye. No bleach. Only to expose my 90% white hair. And to be perfectly honest I'm really liking my short hair. I might keep it through the summer.
Contrary to all the "dyke" comments, aside from the reason why I cut off all my hair as I've previously explained, many times, repeatedly, once upon a time in the not so distant past, short hair on women was fashionable, back when men actually left their homes to socialize and didn't rely only on the Internet to meet women. I know crazy, right?!
I have short hair. I really don't care if you don't like it. I LOVE it.
I have a new woman-cave I'm excited as can be putting it together. On my way there this morning after finishing my morning caffeine. Summers at the beach are just around the corner. Yay! Shopping for a new bicycle --one with a little basket to carry my groceries home from the beach.
Life is good!
Want to meet, hang out some time? Fantastic. You know where the ocean is right? Well that's where I'll be! I'm the Asian chick with white hair. Not too many of us around these parts.
Dyke hair? Really?
My apologies to dykes everywhere!
And FYI my long time hairdresser, a 200 pound Mexican dyke with a blue Mohawk, I've blogged about her over the years, still my friend, but no long my hairdresser because she refused to cut off my long hair.
Technically, you can't call it "dyke hair" when dyke hairdressers don't even like it.
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