17 months, it's been a long time. It seems like only yesterday I was considering growing my hair on a cold November night. When I first told my mum she thought I was crazy and that I would look daft, but I went on with it.
17 months on and I can easily ponytail it. I never had it cut once. I can't understand people who get a little edgy about thinking they have a mullet and they then get it trimmed at the back to even it out. For a start mullets are pretty cool (in my opinion) and you get a much larger ponytail at the end of the day.
The awkward stage isn't as bad as people make out. It's more like a test I think. The weak ones give up and cut their hair when the going gets tough but the ones who really want it don't give in.
Peoples reactions have been gold dust (not the wrestler). As I live in a small British farming community they gasp in horror at the sight of anything more than a flicked up fringe or a buzzcut.
As Darth Vader once said (or would have if I directed Star Wars) "I find your lack of hair disturbing."
*Sigh* At least I know I'm open-minded, those fools can't even think back to the eighties or early nineties when such things were "in". But like I've said before It was never about trying to be accepted, it was about doing something your own way which can draw the attntion of others, who may see fit to judge you on your appearance. It's a shame, growing your hair out can really show you what people are really like and how narrow minded they can be.
But enough of that! To the future! I don't actually have an ideal length I want to achieve, best to just let it grow!
Thanks guys,
Just thought I'd share that :-)
"I LOVE TO EAT TOAST DURING A BATTLE!"
This is the man who inspired me to live out something Id be dreaming for as long as I can remember.
When I was a wee kid (2/3) I had a mullet. Short at the front, long at the back and I remember I used to tilt back my head to feel my hair between my shoulder blades. I loved it. Then haircuts became routine and I accepted it as a part of life despite always looking up to other men having long hair as being something I wanted to be. Gradually the dream was buried under "normal" short hair. That was until 17 months ago when "Ocelot" decided to grow his. My reaction was the same as others at the beginning, that it was a bad idea and he wouldnt be able to pull it off. But as it grew my own dreams of being able to throw back my hair in a strong wind were brought back to the surface, and with him, Mick Foley and The Undertaker as inspiration I put a stop to haircuts altogether and once again I can feel the back of my hair on my upper back.
I havent looked back since. Not once have I wanted to have it cut or trimmed, no matter how frustrated I get the idea of what the end result will be inspires me to stick with it. Like Ocelot said, it isnt about fitting in with a group, it isnt to copy someone or set/follow a trend, its simply what Ive always wanted. All the taunts and jokes really are worth it at the end of the day.
Everyone is entitled to their own opinion-as long as its the same as mine.
Stop it! Your embarrassing me! :-) *Nick Riviera Style*