My hair is one of my best features and I’m very fond of it.
My husband watches several of those car make-over shows, and he says that Danny on Count’s Kustoms is mostly bald. The headband and ponytail he wears are both fakes. If that’s true, I find it to be particularly pathetic. On the other hand, it’s none of my business - if it makes the guy feel good to pretend he has hair, why not?
And speaking of comb-overs - years ago, I sang in a choir and the leader had a particularly bad one. I don’t know what he used, but the hairs were stiff as little boards and fused together. When he’d direct a rousing, dramatic song that he really got into, it looked like a trap door opening and closing on top of his head. Kinda hard to sing while stifling a giggle…
During the '60s and '70s I let my naturally-curly hair grow out. I never went to a barber, but just cut off whatever stuck out too far. Then, around 1980, I got a buzz cut and have never looked back. It’s just so much easier to take care of. Last year, because of medical problems, I went several months without a hair cut. I have to admit i look like shit with longer hair. Couldn’t wait to get it buzzed again.
For about 20 years I had a full beard, then reduced it to a goatee. Now I’m letting it grow out to a short full beard again . . . which is very gray, while the hair on top is still dark brown.
My hair has zero importance to me.
I’ve said many times: if someone offered me a pill that would make all my hair fall out and never grow back, I’d happily swallow one.
When I was a teenager, I thought the worse thing that could ever happen to me was to have to take chemotherapy because my hair would fall out Then, at 43, I was in chemo and all my hair fell out. And the world keep turning, imagine that!
Being bald for six months was an interesting experience. It was easy, because I just washed and moisturized my scalp like I did my face. But I did invest in a couple of wigs to wear at work and a couple of pre-tied scarves for wearing around the house. I was bald during the winter and into early Spring, so I got to wear some cool hats, too.
Now, 16 years later, I’m enjoying my hair. It grew in thicker and wavier than before. I could do bald again, but I’m happy with what I have now.
I keep mine reasonably neat. As long as it isn’t sticking up at the back or in my eyes it doesn’t bother me much.
meh. I mean it’s Ok, but I wouldn’t spend much to get the bald spot back.
My hair is one of my favorite features, but I despise spending a lot of time on it. I like it to be just so – whatever look I’m going for at the moment. So I find it important to get a really great hair cut from a highly skilled stylist. My hair is fine but there’s a ton of it and it’s got great body and is curly in places (especially if short and layered), so it’s very obedient. It does what I want it to. IF it’s cut exactly right.
Right now, my stylist is a goddamn genius with a straight razor, so I am sporting a pixie with bangs grown out to almost my chin on one side. This is a compromise haircut. I needed a hair flip for dancing, and that’s hard to pull off with a pixie. But long hair is too hot and heavy, so long bangs, short everywhere else. It’s actually undercut on the long-bangs side.
I put a tiny bit of don’t-go-all-fuzzy-on-me product on in the morning, comb it through with my fingers and walk out the door with wet hair. Looks exactly like I want it to by the time I get to work. Oh, and cut and color every 5-6 weeks until I’m more comfortable with letting the gray just happen.
When I was a teenager I was scared of having a hair out of place since everyone noticed and everyone would talk smack behind your back. Now I go with a wash-and-go short haircut and don’t care too much that it’s almost all gray. Sometimes I toy with dyeing it a fun color like purple or blue but then there’s the upkeep or the growing it out and getting it cut off again, which would look bad in the meantime.
I have naturally wavy hair but always combed or brushed it after I got out of the shower, so it would be kind of frizzed out. One day in my late 20s I got up and showered and realized I couldn’t face the day, and went back to bed without doing anything to my wet hair at all. I woke up to find it was really wavy with ringlets at the ends! I had no idea that was what my hair did. So I wore it long like that and dyed it chesnut and was kind of prideful about it. :o
Now that it’s mostly gray, I doubt it would have that texture and I don’t have the energy to grow it back and find out. The convenience and clean look of short hair appeals to me more at this point.
I realized that I basically have a man’s haircut and as such I need to go in for a trim every four or five weeks. That’s the price for wash-and-go hair!
Fairly important, but not crucial. As in, when I got a bad haircut, I could tell myself it was just hair and it would grow back.
My mother and one of my aunts went bald at an early age, and they wore wigs. But they were also beautiful women who could get away with it if someone caught them without their wig (which to my recollection, no one ever did outside the house; for instance I did see my mom without hers, obviously, but not my aunt). So maybe this made me think a lot about my hair.
In my youth it was that California blonde. Naturally wavy, but I could straighten it fairly easily, or make it curly fairly easily. It would not do those bouffant things that were popular when I was in high school so I gave up on that pretty early. So as a result, in my yearbook pictures I always thought I looked lame, but today I look like I was forward thinking. Always worked best at least shoulder length or longer. (Gimme a head with HAIR!)
It is nice to have one good feature. I need the hair to distract from my awful skin.
I think I grow a good head of hair, but I don’t put a whole lot of effort into it. I go for a low-maintenance style, and often let it get a little too long and shaggy between haircuts (though I kind of like it shaggy). I’m glad that I’m not likely going to go bald (knock on wood). I don’t own any hats. Hats are for people with bad hair.
I like my hair. Have reddish blonde hair that is wavy, but I keep it short, especially on the sides, or it becomes to curly to manage (had the white boy fro when I was in high school in the early 80’s). I also have a full beard, which is much redder, with some blonde. No gray.
My hair is very important to me. I shave it by the light of the full moon and store it in Hefty bags for an unspeakable ritual that will soon be known to all.
Not very important. When I had hair, it had an unpleasant way of curling without actually being completely curly. When it was short it would tend to pop up or out, away from my head. When it was longer it tended to break a lot. I started balding in my early 30’s, although it has stabilized in the last 20 years. The last time I had long hair, before I cut it down to the 1/8" that it is now, I had it in a pony tail, and when I took off the rubber band I looked like Benjamin Franklin. Not a good look for me. Also it was never a particularly attractive color, the term “mousy brown” was invented for me I think, and it only got worse when I stated going gray, a process that is now about 80% complete.
Now hair care is cheap, I don’t need shampoo or conditioner or a comb or brush. Every 4 weeks it gets chopped back to 1/8" and I don’t do anything to it until the next cut.
Not at all. If it were up to me, I’d either buzz it every couple of weeks, or wear it in a ponytail. But my wife has to look at me, and she prefers that it look reasonably presentable. When I find a barber who cuts it the way she likes, I keep going back to that person as long as I can.
55 y.o. male with a full head of hair. Straight, nondescript brownish w/ a bit of grey.
Extremely important. I once had a nightmare that it started falling out and as soon as I woke up I started patting my head to reassure myself! (And I’m female, so I’m unlikely to go bald!)
I don’t like my hair TYPE – it’s too straight and has no body at all, so it’s not all that low-maitenance. But it’s worth the effort. I’m rather vain. I like getting different cuts and styles, and coloring it. (I’m thinking about going with a multi-colored streaks style I recently saw. Or perhaps an ombre?)
Mine is just starting to go, and I’m going to try to adopt this attitude. At the moment, alas, I’m not that philosophical, but I know I’ll get over it. Anyway, nuts to nonsense like combovers and toupees. Love me, love my pate.
I would be devastated if I woke up one morning without any hair. So I know deep down I love it.
But I would say that my hair and I have a complicated relationship. It’s definitely a chore, but only because I’m so neurotic. My hair brings out my compulsive tendencies. When it’s longer and thus curlier than it is now, I have to fight the urge to pluck it all out. But at the length that it is now, I am obsessed with keeping it symmetrical and “perfect”. I give myself a trim every day–sometimes twice a day. Sometimes I chop off too much, which then necessitates “fixing” it with more chopping. I know I must perplex people who are attentive enough to notice such things.
But apart from own craziness, my hair is low maintenance. I like that it is so multi-textured, defying all categorization. I even like the strands of gray that are growing in.
I treat my hair as the other kind of low maintenance; I don’t cut it. I shampoo it about once a week, and brush it daily, that’s it.
Surprisingly, it seems to thrive on this treatment; it’s waist-length, wavy, thick, shiny and I get regular random compliments from strangers on it, even when I haven’t washed it in a week.
Probably because of the compliments, I tend to think of it as my best feature, and have grown quite attached to it. Even though it’s really quite a nuisance and gets in the way a lot, I don’t like the idea of cutting it short, so I suspect I will miss it quite a lot if it thins or changes texture too much.
Maybe it won’t, women in my family seem to have pretty good hair into old age, and I don’t think grey will bother me too much.