I have pink hair. For the first time in my life I've FINALLY dyed my hair an unnatural, unconventional color. It was time. I realized I was preaching but not practicing although we know how hard it is to take our own advice, I was sick of it and frankly sick of myself.
It's officially been 4 years that I've been living in NYC - CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! To celebrate I decided to just go for it. A friend of mine recently started chemo. I don't know if you've seen my shares on Facebook regarding Yulady Saluti. You should check out her YouTube posts and help keep the positive energy flowing. Prior to chemo she figured she was gonna lose her hair anyway so why not start playing around with it. When I tell people the story I usually say something like this: she cut off her butt length, dark wavy Spanish hair and turned it into a blonde pixie for a week. After that and most recently she is a dark red head and couldn't be more inspiring.
Her posts no matter how silly (because they usually are) bring me to tears. She made me realize even more so, that I couldn't quite figure out what we are waiting for to start taking adventures we've always wanted to take. How many of you ladies (and even gentlemen) have had the same hairstyle for years out of fear of change? It's your security blanket right? How many of you say "I could never do/wear that"? Guess what...you can! And you should! Whether it's red lipstick or bleaching your hair, get to it!
I know to my NY friends and more specifically my artistic ones, this doesn't seem like such a big deal but to the suburban life I grew up in this is huge. The number one thing that kept me from doing it all these years was my family. Not a job, not a man, not ability, just the fear of disappointing my parents. I then came to realize that if dying my stupid hair was a disappointment then it was only a further example of how different we really are. We don't look at the world in the same way and I was always struggling with this, feeling like I have to change their minds about everything they believe in. I was wrong. What I am finding though, is that with all these things I'm doing in NY I am unintentionally challenging them and am making them self-reflect. They, in that respect, have become part of my audience base. I want to inspire, whether I do or not is not up to you, but hopefully by just being myself and ultimately happy I can enlighten or invigorate at least a handful of people.
I went to NJ this weekend and it would be my hair's first unveiling to my family, I was terrified to say the least. Mostly of mom haha. As the weekend came to a close though, she kissed my head while holding my face in her hands and said "it's kind of grown on me". I almost died a little inside. How cool.
I sort of fibbed and said I'd be sharing a guest post but I'll save that for next week. I wanted to get this out, to share how big of a deal this was for me. It wasn't just about hair.
Have a great week and stay safe from the heat! Thanks for reading!!
Ciao for now,