Hey everybody. I am the Cliche long hair guy. I play guitar. I like rock and roll music. And I like motorcycles. (I am currently fixing an old harley to ride)
I've always been clean cut my entire life. I've always been good with the ladies. But deep down in my heart, I consider myself a long hair. When I was in high school, I had long hair. Then I cut it. It's been 9 years, and I've been clean cut this whole time.
I'm 27 now, and unemployed. I also live in one of the worst economic regions in the united states. Inland empire, california. On top of not being able to get a job, and the only jobs available are military and sales, (A clean cut business) - I am 7 months into growing my hair.
Sure, my game with the ladies has been killed. Most girls my age don't like guys with long hair, or at least it seems they don't like the half-way stage. I know this will make it harder for me to get a job, but if that means I need to fill out ten times as much applications, and go through that many more interviews until an employer doesn't mind, so be it.
This is who I am and what I want to be. I am a longhair at heart. Even years ago, off and on, every time I would get to the 6-7 month point, I would get tired of the awkward stage and cut it. Not this time. I am perservering. Rock on longhairs, rock on.
(No pun intended, I know you don't like to be stereotyped or put into a mold)
The truth is, I have always enjoyed long hair, and never had the patience, or the self perserverence to grow it out. I Was always addicted to the female attention, and respect from my surroundings because people tend to be more "OPen" to clean cut people. Not anymore. I will be who I be! The long hair, rocker, philospher, weirdo.
Alright. Thanks for reading. Much love and repect.
Hey, just because you like long hair and have a desire to be who you are doesn't make you a weirdo. It makes you an individual, but definitely not a weirdo.
I will turn 61 in August. I have been growing my hair out for the past three years and it is approaching lower mid-back length now. Almost all my life, I wanted my hair long, but there was always at least somebody lording it over me, saying that I couldn't, for one reason or another. My wife encouraged me to go after what she knew I wanted in early 2010, saying it was nobody's business but mine, as far as how I wore my hair. We live with our son in Oklahoma City. Good place, but one of the most conservative areas of the country. There are still several guys rockin the hair here, like everywhere else, though.
I guess my point is that since she encouraged me to do it, I feel like myself for the first time in years. I don't care what other people think and have told some of them so. Life is too short to end up living most of it trying to please other people who don't matter anyway.
Good luck.
Steve
You only need one reason to grow your hair long: because you want to. It's your hair, you can wear it any way you want to.
That is the only reason you need.
It's called freedom.