Big Bang Theory

 To celebrate my one-month anniversary of having a lovely side-swept bang, I decided to take it a step further and just go ahead and take the plunge. So here I am in my full bang glory! I've gotten mostly positive feedback- ranging from Katy Perry, Betty Page, and Zooey Deschanel (full-figured versions, of course!) Although I did have a teenage boy ask me today what I did to my hair and did I do it on purpose! Harsh ;)

I personally love them, although I am dealing with a hellacious cowlick on the left hand side! I am no stranger to haircuts! I love hair and I love trying different looks- sometimes with lots of success, sometimes with disastrous results. But it's just hair! It'll grow back, I promise. As a teacher, I have to learn to use humor and self-deprecation to relate to the students. I share this story EVERY year, and my students love it and proceed to tease me about it for the rest of the year.

In fifth grade I was in LOVE. His name was Bronson- and he was tall (for a fifth grader), had a dazzling smile, and some of the best hair I had ever seen (at the time). It was shiny and straight and brown and cut in the popular early 90s "bowl cut". I was smitten. So I went to the hair salon and asked for the same hair cut. My mom was fine with it. In hindsight, I can't decide if that was cruel on her part or super fashion forward. The hair piled around the chair and then I was freshly shorn! I loved it!

 Unfortunately, Bronson was not equally thrilled. He took own look at my bowl cut and immediately dumped me. It was such a cute, edgy style. What was the problem with this guy? This was a reality check. Hair is really important. I spent years growing my hair back and nervous about ever cutting it again. But eventually I did. Boys can be cruel! Can you top my story?