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THANKSGIVING BUZZ

I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. Whenever I’ve asked a hairdresser to do it, they’ve balked. Their definition of femininity didn’t allow it.

Know that I LOVE IT.  If you don’t, that’s ok. I didn’t do it for you. It’s the most freeing thing I’ve done with my “look” since I cut it shorter in the first place.

It’s so freeing. I have heard my whole life, from people who mean well, how “pretty” I’d be if I a) lost weight, b) was more demure, c) had long, high-maintenance hair.

I don’t need to be “pretty.” I’m already beautiful.

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CHAINED TO THE RHYTHM

I really like this song! The lyrics are wonderful, and I was not surprised to see that this was one of Sia’s offerings to another artist.

Let the words sink in. I will never fit into the picket-fence utopia and once I stopped trying to do so, I was much happier!

Chained to the Rhythm by Katy Perry (Video)
Are we crazy
Living our lives through a lens
Trapped in our white-picket fence
Like ornaments
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble
Aren’t you lonely
Up there in utopia
Where nothing will ever be enough?
Happily numb
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, the trouble

Ah, so good
Your rose-colored glasses on
And party on

Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm to the rhythm

Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm to the rhythm

Are we tone deaf?
Keep sweeping it under the mat
Thought we can do better than that
I hope we can
So comfortable, we live in a bubble, a bubble
So comfortable, we can’t see the trouble, the trouble

Aha, so good (so good)
Your rose-colored glasses on
And party on

Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm to the rhythm

Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm to the rhythm

It is my desire
Break down the walls to connect, inspire
Ay, up in your high place, liars
Time is ticking for the empire
The truth they feed is feeble
As so many times before
They greed over the people
They stumbling and fumbling and we’re about to riot
They woke up, they woke up the lions (woo!)

Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
turn it up, keep it on repeat
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm to the rhythm

It goes on, and on, and on (turn it up )
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
(It goes on) ’cause we’re all chained to the rhythm

Written by Sia Furler, Max Martin, Katy Perry, Ali Payami, Skip Marley • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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FEMININITY AND THE SHORT, SASSY ‘DO

I went to see my favorite hair artist, Nora, this week. I asked to keep my hair short, and now that my face is considerably thinner, she agreed rather quickly.

My hair is the shortest it’s been since the 3rd grade, when I demanded my waist-length hair be trimmed exactly like my brother’s. My mother cried for two days and a braid was kept of that hair in a jewelry box until a couple of years ago when my brother (who now has it) asked if he could throw it away. Though he dashed my dreams of creating a mini-me clone, I told him he could.

This haircut wasn’t drastic (to me) because my hair was already short. To others, however, my haircut was a shock, be it good or bad.  I find the diversity of comments made interesting:

  • “You look like a boy.”
  • “It’s sassy!”
  • “Too butch.”
  • “You trying to not look like a girl?”
  • “You should grow it back out. Short hair isn’t feminine.”

I didn’t get the pixie cut to be trendy or hip. I got the pixie cut because I look good with it, I now have 5-minute hair, and my thin, fine hair is no longer a liability.  I personally don’t find long hair feminine per se and my femininity certainly isn’t tied up in the length of my locks.

My femininity transcends my hair length. Femininity is about energy, strength, action & conviction. It has nothing to do w/ponytails or lace, or wearing skirts instead of slacks. Femininity is about attitude, or in my case, my Sassitude. Yes, I can wear more feminine clothes, accessorize, and makeup, and I’m exploring that.

I’ve lost 50 pounds so far. This weight loss has allowed me more freedom to explore my “girlie” side, being able to buy whatever styles I wish in almost any store.  I have no desire to dress like a 20 year old (except for the combat boots).  That said, I am still defining my personal style.  The key word being personal.

I have no idea why people say, “I don’t like it,” to my face in regards to my hair. They are certainly entitled to their opinion. Of course, their comments are so much more about them than me, and I get that. I usually respond, “well, it’s my hair and I love it.” And I do.

I am open to suggestions and help in defining my style and have been grateful when people have taken the time and care to say, “hey, have you thought about wearing scarves?” or “have you been to Charming Charlie?” Style is a whole new world to me. I am much more open to comments like that rather than being told that without long hair I can’t look like a woman.

While I’d rather focus on what’s going on inside of me than on the outside, I do understand and acknowledge that the outside is important, and I’m working on it. What shouldn’t surprise people, however, is that my style is going to be MY style, and that might still yet involve a long skirt and some combat boots, and SHORT, SHORT, hair.