It's about halfway down my back. Still long enough to put up, long enough to be called 'long', but there's a good 25 cm of it missing. I asked the hairdressers to cut as little as possible, but I knew that as little as possible was going to be rather a lot. The evidence of a decade of neglect is gone, and I kind of miss it, split ends and broken strands and raggedness and all. It's all the same length now, though, and neat and thick and blunt-ended.
To console myself for losing my cherished hair I had what remains of it coloured. It's come out rather better than I expected, it's sort of auburny but really not too artificial-looking. It's like an enhanced version of my natural colour, and not far off the imaginary hair colour of the idealized version of me I carry in my head. So I'm quite pleased with it.
I'm told that the way forward is to lose the centre parting I've had for more than half my life. I'm not doing too well at convincing my hair to fall any other way, but I'm working on it. So yeah, it's tending towards a fashionably careless flick-over kind of impression. I will try to get someone to take photos of me in the next couple of days so people who live far away from me can see my new image.
It took two hairdressers over three hours to get it done, and cost £80. So it's not something I'm going to make a habit of. This will probably be my image until it's completely faded and grown out, so I suppose I'd better get used to looking like this!
They said they'd never coloured hair as long as mine before. It's not really exceptional any more though, just medium long, but I have to admit it looks more professional, more grown-up, less like I'm completely indifferent to my own appearance. Which is largely true, but at least for the next few months of job interviews this fact about me will not be immediately obvious.
I've been psyching myself up for this for weeks but I am still a little thrown by it. I'm trying to focus on the 'yay, neat! yay colour!' and not so much on missing the length, but I am feeling a little down, a little deenergized. I'll get used to it, I'm sure, and of course it won't stay this in between length forever.
Today is the fifth day, with no weeks yet completed, of the Omer