07/06/2026
Finding our own sense of identity.
My hair was my canvas.
I dont do make up much. But I ritualistically dyed my hair for 20yrs, every month.
I even gave myself spontaneous hair cuts, vigorously and often.
A way to express creativity, beauty, a sense of identity and to feel unique.
My hair was a part of my art.
It was wild at times. Messy. Crazy. Colorful and bold.
It was something within my control.
I love variety in life.
And my changing sense of identity was reflected in my rapidly changing hair styles.
I feel now, approaching 40yrs old, I'm done with the dye.
I am reaching a sense of self with more awareness and sense of stability within.
I'm done acting.
I'm done with flamboyant drama.
I feel no need to overdo my appearance.
As my life changed, so did my hair.
Erratically
Dramatically
And frequently.
Less is more.
Embracing authenticity and my natural wholesome being.
