There is a very fine line between having long healthy hair and having what I like to call “horse girl hair.” Don’t get me wrong, I grew up riding horses and still enjoy a good trek with friends from time to time. There’s nothing quite like cantering in the woods near Mt. Rainier when the suns shining down.
Perhaps it’s a matter of feeling “connected” to their horse (read friend). Or even some inner horse girl fashion standard that I’m not aware of. The point is, that a person should never be confused with a four-legged beast, and I hate to say it, but I was getting too close to this point for comfort.
When I start to wear my hair up more than down, it’s probably time to consider a cut or at least a trim. I was channeling a combo of Cousin Itt and a horse girl. AHH!
So I got a trim (4 inches) but I’m not totally satisfied. It’s just a little boring…