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The latest buzz

November 29, 2010

Jonathan and I just got back from five days in Thailand. It’s going to take me a while to write about it (I’m still behind on some of our other adventures lately,) but it was wonderful. I’ve always been a beach girl, but until this week most of my travels have taken me other places than the white sand and aqua water I’ve longed for. I now feel satisfied that I have seen some of the clearest water and most beautiful beaches in the world.

I’ve returned from Thailand a little darker and a little lighter.

I did something I’ve always wanted to do.

I have come to appreciate the fact that I did not inherit my father’s skull shape.

I learned I would look okay even if I got drafted.

I will be spending less time and money grooming my hair.

My hair is back to my natural color.

And, I finally got a haircut that I like.

I mentioned my yellow hair woes last month. While I have adjusted to my new, blond looks, I never really liked it. Some parts were the color I wanted, and others looked yellow. When it was wet it turned orange.

We spent Wednesday either on the beach or on a speedboat. We snorkeled and swam and used our awesome, new underwater camera whenever we got a chance. At the end of the day, I was so irritated by the orange hair in every photo that something had to be done.



With Jonathan, Mark, and Michael, we found a beauty salon, and told her/him that I wanted my hair really short. She started on me with scissors and a comb, and we corrected her by finding the No. 3 guard for her clippers and making the front to back head-buzzing motion. She still seemed unsure, but finally, after almost three months in Asia, I got the hair cut and color I wanted. We marveled at my natural hair color, which is lighter than I expected – it hasn’t been seen in a while. I was so happy to see the piles of yellow hair on the floor.

I’m not going to lie. I was really nervous. I could feel my heart pounding under the drape.

A few weeks ago, after much complaining about my hair color (and always feeling the need to let people know it was not what I wanted,) I mentioned to Jonathan that I had always wanted to shave my head, and this seemed like the perfect time. It will get rid of the color I don’t want. My head will be a lot cooler during this endless summer. I don’t know as many people here if it looks hideous. I don’t have a job or a boss who might care.

His first response was that it was a good thing that my skull was very evenly shaped. I was shocked. I told him I thought he would try to talk me out of doing something like this. He said only if I was thinking of doing something crazy would he try to talk me out of it! I was so amused that he doesn’t classify buzzing one’s head as crazy.

I wanted to wait until our first round of guests left, but being in Thailand and seeing all that orange hair in the photos was too much. Maybe he was tired of me complaining, maybe he was just curious to see what I’d look like, but he practically led me by the hand to the styling chair.

Now I’m getting used to it. For the first few days, I was still habitually pushing it to the side. I’d go to run my fingers through my hair and only felt wonderful fuzziness. Some of the Vietnamese ladies in the local market yesterday complimented me, and I wanted to kiss them.


4 Comments leave one →
  1. Charity permalink
    November 30, 2010 00:07

    I love this story!!! I think it looks fabulous on you, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you kept buzzed the rest of your time in Viet-effing-nam…. especially since it’s an endless summer. 😉 xoxo

  2. Tanya permalink
    November 30, 2010 15:32

    Awww, the last picture reminds me so much of Costa Rica! Still loving the hair.


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