I'm jealous of my hair, a little bit.
what?
it's a strange thing, hair is. it's one of the most distinctive things about our physical appearance. (ever wonder what we'd look like if we all had the same hair? WEIRD.) for something so closely tied to our identity, does it really reflect who we are?
sometimes, yes. my sister is the most dainty and cute person I know, and she has this perfect little straight bob that is so her, it's unreal. on the other hand, my hair is pretty much a direct contradiction to my personality. my hair is wild, out of control, and frequently looks like I just stuck my finger in a socket. it's so loud and free, and it does its own thing.
basically, it's everything i'm not.
I am an introvert in every single sense of the word. I read this Huffington Post article recently called 23 Signs You're Secretly An Introvert and was actually freaked out by how well it describes me. for me, they should replace the word "secretly" in that title with "ABSOLUTELY" because that's so me. I sort of, sometimes, in my worst moments, wish that I wasn't so introverted. and it's not that I can't be social, because I can, and love it on occasions, but at my happiest, truest, most core self, no matter how hard I try to deny it, I know I am completely an introvert. if I'm in class or in a group conversation, I have so many thoughts and ideas and opinions running through my head, but I'm probably not going to share any of them. why? I don't know. I understand that if you're not like this, it will absolutely make no sense to you.
but when I take my hair down and shake my head a few times (andmaybepretendtobeSashaFierce), y'all, it's SO big and wild and carefree. and I always think about this massive gap between the way my hair behaves and the way my brain behaves. it's strange, because think about the people you know with wild hair. they're loud and fun and outgoing, right? total extroverts.
I'm not that way at all, and I kind of wish I was. So lately, as weird as this is, my hair is my inspiration. (does that sound self-absorbed? I so hope not.) I don't want to change who I am, but maybe just take a few notes from my extroverted hair, and make some minor adjustments.
If you read all the way to the end of this strange post about my own hair, you probably think I'm crazy. If not, well, let me know where to send your check.
what?
it's a strange thing, hair is. it's one of the most distinctive things about our physical appearance. (ever wonder what we'd look like if we all had the same hair? WEIRD.) for something so closely tied to our identity, does it really reflect who we are?
sometimes, yes. my sister is the most dainty and cute person I know, and she has this perfect little straight bob that is so her, it's unreal. on the other hand, my hair is pretty much a direct contradiction to my personality. my hair is wild, out of control, and frequently looks like I just stuck my finger in a socket. it's so loud and free, and it does its own thing.
basically, it's everything i'm not.
I am an introvert in every single sense of the word. I read this Huffington Post article recently called 23 Signs You're Secretly An Introvert and was actually freaked out by how well it describes me. for me, they should replace the word "secretly" in that title with "ABSOLUTELY" because that's so me. I sort of, sometimes, in my worst moments, wish that I wasn't so introverted. and it's not that I can't be social, because I can, and love it on occasions, but at my happiest, truest, most core self, no matter how hard I try to deny it, I know I am completely an introvert. if I'm in class or in a group conversation, I have so many thoughts and ideas and opinions running through my head, but I'm probably not going to share any of them. why? I don't know. I understand that if you're not like this, it will absolutely make no sense to you.
but when I take my hair down and shake my head a few times (andmaybepretendtobeSashaFierce), y'all, it's SO big and wild and carefree. and I always think about this massive gap between the way my hair behaves and the way my brain behaves. it's strange, because think about the people you know with wild hair. they're loud and fun and outgoing, right? total extroverts.
I'm not that way at all, and I kind of wish I was. So lately, as weird as this is, my hair is my inspiration. (does that sound self-absorbed? I so hope not.) I don't want to change who I am, but maybe just take a few notes from my extroverted hair, and make some minor adjustments.
If you read all the way to the end of this strange post about my own hair, you probably think I'm crazy. If not, well, let me know where to send your check.