Must Remember to Use Sunblock on My Neck for a While

Have chopped off more than a foot of hair - was three inches short of waist length, and is now somewhere between Agyness Deyn and River Phoenix as Indiana Jones. This was not out of a particular desire to donate it, although it is being donated, or because it was starting to get in my way, although I was pinned down by it more times than I ever needed to be. I got tired of people saying "your hair is so long!" Other people in my life have only known me as long haired, and have therefore thought of me as a long-haired person, with attendant long-haired person traits, even though I always thought of my long hair as a pretty and somewhat novel costume.

Lots of random men weighed in over the years on how much better I look with long hair than in my driver's license photo, which annoyed me also.

In any case, I look forward to returning to an era when people look at my face rather than my body, and actually listen to me when I speak. My hair length should have no effect on this, and yet. . .

Since I started growing it out at the same time I applied to grad school, and I have now finished my coursework, it has a nice sort of formalism to it. It makes it seem very symbolic, even though we all know it just means I have the time and access necessary to maintain a short cut again.

Shot from the Hip

I have never been sure whether I fall into the hipster category, mainly because every definition I've seen rests on the idea that these are people we don't like. On the one hand, I'm an urban bisexual filmmaker who wants to own farm animals and launch a clothing line. On the other hand, I have never worn skinny jeans and tend to have more than surface knowledge of the subjects I talk about. I suppose my main opinion on the matter is that I don't like people who have an imbalance of irony - too much or too little, and you are not for me.