We have been living in Spain for nearly 8 months and I have yet to get my haircut. Actually, I haven’t had it cut since last May, so nearly 11 months have gone by and now I have a big mop on my head. I consider myself to be sort of “low maintenance” kinda girl. Not sure if it is true, but that is what I think. I don’t like to mess and fuss with “getting ready”, thus prefer to have the kind of hairstyle that can easily be maintained and prepared. That said, I leave my hair one length and only have it cut twice a year (usually April and Octoberish).
By December, I noticed my pony tail was getting heavier. My hair was more difficult to wash and the old “air dry” didn’t work so well in the winter. (Yep, I am so low maintenance that I like to let my hair air dry rather than use a blow dryer).
Well in the winter that needed to change. Out we went to by a travel hair dryer. I still only use if it is cold or rainy out or if I am in a hurry. Either way, the hair keeps growing.Well, October came and went last year, while we were living here is Spain. I kept thinking to myself “Oh, I need to get my haircut” and then time would pass. I then convinced myself that maybe I should just live like a local. You see just about every girl/woman here has very long luxurious hair. I think the motto must be the longer the better. So I figured, hey I will just let it grow and fit in just fine.
Here is it April and nearly a year since my last haircut and now I am thinking differently. I don’t want to fit in and have long hair, I think I have just been lazy. I am not one that likes to just fit in. My pony tail is very heavy now and summer is coming. Oh the tangles I will have to deal with after swimming! Of course Alan was kind enough to just chop off my pony tail for me. Such a sweetie.
After a brief amount of soul-searching, I found the truth. I don’t trust my Spanish enough to instruct someone to cut my hair. I know this is crazy, how difficult is it to say just trim off a few inches? Either way, that is the truth. I will speak Spanish with everyone and fumble around all over the place, but hair is tough to fix if it goes wrong.
So I was on a quest to find someone I would be sure to communicate with and wouldn’t you know it, I found someone! There is a nice German lady that has a salon down the street from us and she speaks English! I know, I am a cop-out, but this is my hair!
Off I go to get my haircut…
Wow, what an experience. I was there nearly 1 hour. I usually am in and out and forget the pampering. She washed my hair, then took her time cutting and chatting with me. Then it was the long extensive blow dry. I think at one point she had 4-5 of those roll brushes in my hair for body and curls. I didn’t want a style as I like it my way, but it felt so good! It was like a warm massage on my scalp, so I just went with the flow in this one.
The finished Haircut
It feels so much lighter and cooler. I like the look of long better, but the care for short is so much easier. I received a very nice reception and compliments from Alan, so that I liked! Then later from the kids and Grandma Linda too. 🙂