i have never been happy with my mane...
when i had waist-length, thick black, silky hair, i yearned to chop it...
when i started losing hair, i promptly chopped it... in stages... slowly reducing the length to the point that from the back, if one just saw the head, it was difficult to identify the she from the he...
with length, when i started greying early, i have gone on colouring the hair... so i have sported the ferocious burgundy, to the tamer brown to the natural black...
now that i have precisely 1/10 of what i started with, i still cannot decide whether to leave it shoulder length or do a Persis Khambatta with it... just BTW, i do not have that picture perfect Persis frame... so you know what holds me back?
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