I vowed that I would not have “mom hair”. I would not under any circumstances fall prey to the lures of short hair. No matter how busy I got, I would never ever ever go there. I would be one of those moms with long hair always.
Well, my life didn’t work out that way. My initial cut was when the girls were toddlers. I cut off ten inches and donated them to Locks of Love. The shoulder length bob was cute and I definitely booked more commercial jobs with it that length and I have been pretty much working variations on the midlength hair trends for the past 3 years.
When I was pregnant with Phoebe I decided to grow my hair long again. I really wanted that beachy long wavy look.
Post-natal hormones pretty much shut down this long-hair dream. It was coming out in chunks. Handfuls. I had a receding hairline. Then it started to grow back in so I had a ton of 1 inch long strands mixed in with the straggly survivors who were becoming more and more damaged as I tried to poof em up for auditions.
Time to go pixie.
What really got the wheels turning for me was hearing Michelle Williams was going to grow her hair out long. Then I saw her in Oz Great and Powerful with long blonde hair and thought to myself, “That hair makes her look like everyone else.”
Then I looked at the women in San Francisco. They either have long beachy waves or a roughed up banged shag. I’m so over it.
I cleared it with my family, made my appointment with Corinne at John Velasquez and we did it. She put a lot of layers in but also kept them a bit chunky. The result is not at all mom hair and not one of those awful cuts you see on the cover of short hair magazine.
I love it.
Here is a video of the day I cut it all off. Turn down your volume, I talk kind of loud. The best part is in the end.
I am really happy I made the cut.
Now I need new headshots.