Basically shaved off all my hair. For no reason. I kept this up from January 2011 (cut it for a New Year’s Eve party) until sometime in January of ’12.
Now that I’m back to being a sucker who pays for her haircuts, I can honestly say that I would do this again. It was great to never have bedhead or hat-head. My hair is too fine to really do anything, so I didn’t miss the styling aspect at all. Oh, and showering was a cinch.
I’m certain that my experience is not universal, but if you are a 5’2″ white girl in her mid-2os in Massachusetts, this is what will probably happen when you cut all your hair off:
This summer’s Shakespeare on the (Boston) Common is Coriolanus.
I must be honest – I had not read the play. We read the obligatory tragedies in high school: Romeo and Juliet, Julius Caesar, Hamlet and Macbeth. Also, we went to see The Taming of the Shrew as performed by an all-female cast (awesome). In college, I took a class on Shakespeare’s comedies: All’s Well that Ends Well, As You Like It, The Merchant of Venice, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Much Ado About Nothing, Twelfth Night and The Winter’s Tale.
Despite only reading the synopsis on Wikipedia and skimming the first scene, I think I followed along pretty well. And I enjoyed the play. And the actress who played Volumnia was amazing. But I really couldn’t understand why it was a tragedy. Coriolanus isn’t a tragic hero; he’s a rich douchebag.
I got to thinking – maybe this was a commentary on Mitt Romney? If so, might I recommend the following line to be inserted somewhere in III, i?:
Junius Brutus: So, Caius Marcius Coriolanus, do you follow chariot racing?
Coriolanus: Not as closely as some of the most ardent fans, but I have some friends who are chariot team owners.