Found myself staring in the mirror again. This grey mess on my head, flat as pancake on top and frizzy around the ears, needed fixing bad. Looked tired, didn’t look classy.
The Plan
Flipped through mom’s old photo albums. Saw her around 60, rocking this short, sleek cut. Clean lines, kind of brushed forward. Simple. No crazy layers, no fuss.
Stuff I Grabbed
- Scissors: Sharp ones. Kitchen scissors? Nope.
- Hair Clips: To section things off.
- Fine-Tooth Comb: My best friend.
- Spray Bottle: Hair needs wet for control.
Okay, Here We Go
Started soaking sections. Don’t do this dry, trust me. Messy.
Took a chunk right at the back. Pinned everything else up. Combed that wet section straight down. Pulled it tight. Snip. Just straight across. Basic starting point.
Worked my way to the sides now. Same deal: comb down smooth, hold tight, chop straight across. Trying to make them level with the back. One side? Got it good. Other side? Snipped a bit much. Had to fix it.
Top was weird. Hangs flat. So I grabbed tiny sections up top, held them straight up, snipped the very ends. Just tiny bits off. Goal? Poke it up a little without looking spiky.
Wet the neckline. Fingers curved, held hair out. Scissors at an angle. Trimmed that fuzzy underlayer clean.
Blow-dried afterwards. Used a brush to pull the sides forward and down. Gave it that neat, tucked-in look mom had.
Honest Truth?
Not perfect. But guess what? Looks way better than my limp curtain hairdo. Got shape now. Looks clean. Takes minutes.
Showed my husband later. He looked up from his phone. Squinted. “Your hair looks… quiet today.” Exactly what I wanted.
Old tricks still work. Simple cuts? They beat bad hair days every time.
