#146 - Don't Like Pixies and Cowlicks

Pixie Years
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​I spent many of my childhood years in pixie cuts.  I envied the girls with hair that moved. I dreamed of having a ponytail that swayed.  

  

I longed to chew on my hair, like some girls. I admired my own mom who twirled her hair with her fingers, while talking on the phone.

Now I look back on those pixie years with envy. Well maybe not this particular cut, that looks like it was trimmed by me. But that pixie hair is longer than what I have now!

​​Growing Hair

There's a good reason my mom kept my hair short. I was not the kind of kid who noticed if her hair was out of place. This is how I smiled for a photo at my friend's birthday party.

This photo is a reminder that I may have some odd hair-dos in my near future!
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Embracing the Pixie
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​My hair is not quite as long a my old pixie.  But I'm going to try to appreciate this period of growth, before things start getting really silly. Right now I can't even attempt bangs, even little choppy ones.  

My hair is stubbornly growing in a number of directions. Because it's so short, you can't see the very odd cowlicks that are causing some swirls and sweeps, that may start to look pretty darn funny as my hairs lengthen.  
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I'm going to actually try to enjoy this "wash-and-go-mini-pixie" while I can!