hair (the grow out)
My husband, Wes, recently mentioned that this is not his most favorite hairdo of mine. I think those were his exact words, “not my most favorite”, followed by a change of subject that frankly, I zoned out on. This was two week ago, and while it was one of the more benign comments Wes has ever made, I have been obsessively mulling it over since (and now writing a post on it).
Objectively, I can understand where the guy’s coming from, especially when I return from the hair stylist peppering him with questions like, “Don’t I look like the cutest little boy you’ve ever seen?!” while making him rub the buzzed back of my head. It’s a stylish cut, sure, but I sincerely doubt its capacity to set any crotches on fire. I think the Man Repeller has churned a whole career out of this one concept, but, Leandra Medine I am not.
Combine this with the fact that spring is just around the corner (new season, new look, duh), and now I’m contemplating growing it all out. The warm sun, locks swirling in the wind… no, this is not a cheesy romantic novel cover, this is my new hair fantasy. I’ve compiled a collection of my new hair muses (including one Arizona Muse) below. So, should I go for it? And do you have any tips for that awkward grow-out stage? I really wanna set some crotches on fire.