The Long Story of the Long-Back Hair

My hair has gone through a lot of incarnations this year. At the start of the year, my hair was in its normal, dorky, no-style hairstyle. Then I had it all shaved off last March during a bout of depression. Of course it started growing and I never had another haircut (well except for a little trim around May or June). A lot of my friends have been saying that my hair was too long already and that maybe I should have a hair cut. I reasoned to them that I was growing it long so that whoever's gonna cut and style my hair will have something to work on. I've been putting off a trip to the salon for a while but I finally gave in Thursday night and I had a haircut.

There I was wanting to get a fabulous haircut, maybe even have my hair colored a bit. I went to the Bench Fix Salon over at Glorietta 4. The gay stylist asked me what kind of haircut I wanted and I told him that I had no idea so he should feel free to style my hair. He told me that my previous hairstyle was old-fashioned and asked me where I used to have my hair cut. And when I told him at a barbershop he replied "Kaya pala ganyan buhok mo!" Throw in an insult why don't you?!?

And there the stylist was, snip snip snipping my hair away. I was actually quite pleased with what I was seeing. So when he finished up, I immediately paid and left. Then when I went to the bathroom and inspected my new hairstyle more closely, I realized that I have a mullet. Yes, a MULLET! Or as what my friend KC will call it, "lumolong-back na hair!" Boohoo... Well technically, it's still not yet a mullet but my hair is decidedly looking more 80s than usual. Waaahhhh!