Every once in a while I get a little stir crazy, especially when I'm in high-stress situations for a long period of time. I've found that the best way to resolve those situations is to change something about myself.
When I wrote my senior thesis, I dyed half of my hair blue.
Last semester, I got another earring.
This semester, I was feeling that stir craziness again. I can't exactly dye my hair some odd color, because it's interview season and I have a feeling that lawyers would be hesitant to take a girl with purple hair as an intern. And frankly, I don't think I can put many more holes in my ears. So...what to do what to do? I pondered this question as the creeping blackness of law school doldrums crept up behind me. And then it occurred to me: my hair is terribly, terribly long. So long, in fact, that I could cut almost a foot off and still maintain a girly hairstyle. And this long hair, as pretty as it is, has lately been nothing more than a nuisance. Solution: cut it all off!
But Erica, you have such lovely hair...what a waste. Not quite! I had enough hair that I could cut it off and donate it to Locks of Love, which is an organization that makes wigs out of donated hair for children suffering from long-term medical hair loss. I figured that the hair that was a nuisance to me would be a blessing to someone else.
So. Here is where I started:
Tons and tons of hair
All gone!
That came off of my head! Now on to someone else's head...
The finished product.
Overall, that was one of the most fulfilling feelings I've ever had. Hopefully I'll have the opportunity to do it again. (That, and everyone keeps telling me how "adorable" my short hair looks. That is also nice.)
