BEDA #15: haircut.

Hello. 

I'm so tired today. Ok I'm always so tired. I'll start off saying that and then go on a very long tangent.

I got a haircut today! It was the other gig I was talking about. Which happened today, not saturday. I got a cut, colour, makeup, and photos done, and in return I had to sit tight and let the hair dressers/ makeup person choose the style of the shoot. And I had to pose for photos. Usually with free haircuts it takes twice the normal time it takes to cut your hair. Today's gig involved bleach and color as well, and I got my hair washed 3 times. SO I went at 11am and managed to leave at 8pm. We were supposed to finish at 4 or 5, but I guess they got carried away. Not that I'm complaining, though! :)

It felt like they were my cinna and the other two makeup artists (gosh I can't remember but you know who they are). They were really nice and didn't ONCE talk about weddings or marriages or male or female roles bullshit. Kind of helped that this wasn't a bridal-style look, though. And I didn't get sent home because of my eyes! The makeup artist today was extremely tolerant. They were all just very nice to me, and in between doing stuff, they just kept talking about the weather, about easter, bananas, favorite supermarkets, different hair styles, this hairdressing competition they were in* and not, well, about their husbands or children or how silly and square doctors are. (I was offended by this quip because I studied science in school okay~ and I happen to like studying/ learning. And just because people are doctors doesn't mean that they are "square". It just felt like they were putting down doctors, or academics. and I kind of like academics, and might want to be one. Maybe.)

I'm so sleepy. 

heh it's so cheesy but I kind of liked this photoshoot/gig. The conditioner used smelt like freaking CARAMEL. Then my hair was so short and stripey just like I've wanted it for ages, and I felt like I was in some projected tv show. Like how edwin has a projector, which projects TV on to the entire wall and the stuff on the screen look like dream time. (it's a place. dreamtime is a place. I know it's a place; can't remember which fandom. Maybe the sandman graphic novels. somewhere.) It felt lovely. 

Well I was a little startled at first that most of my hair was gone; the length of my hair had gone from reaching down to my ribcage/diaphragm area to reaching just my jawline. Measure that right now; from an inch below your boobs to the middle of your neck. That's how much hair had disappeared in minutes. Then he started cutting it, all calmly, and then somehow he said, "I'm going to do an undercut; it's really trendy right now; is that ok?" and I'm like, "umm. yes?" and then he takes the electric razor and buzzed a whole patch of hair right off my head. Inside I'm thinking, "eeeeeee omg where is my hair!!!1111... hey people are right when they say it feels fuzzy. This feels so nice! *touches*" 

It's not as big a patch as to be visible, it's loads tinier compared to other undercuts. I can cover it with hair if I want. I don't look super dykey, if that's what you were wondering. I was worried it was going to look super dykey because it's so stereotypical to look like that here! Practically everyone has hair like that. But not in singapore. He also buzzcut the back from the bottom up, a piece a whole 4 fingers wide. Now it feels really airy.

*you can vote for them here! The name of the salon is called short cuts. They only have 20 votes, which is so little in twitter terms-- you can vote every day-- so I guess they could use a couple more votes :)