This was my hair in May 2014. It’s quite possible that it was the longest my hair had ever been since I was about 5 years old. I had gotten my hair cut regularly during college – like, too regularly. Once every 2-3 months. It was nuts. 

But then I stopped. Just like that. I just decided to let my hair grow. Then I discovered curling wands and I had been changed for good ™. Now I get my hair cut maybe 2 times a year. Usually once before the summer and another cut during the winter for whatever reason (usually because it’s unmanageable). 

The last time my hair was cut was in June 2015. I thought it was time to chop off my locks, yet again, for the summer. I almost went really short, too – like above the shoulder but slightly below the jawline. Jesus christ, that didn’t work in the 4th grade (though I was chubby back then) and it probably wouldn’t work now. I’m really glad I didn’t go that short and although I went to about the shoulder, as per usual, I kind of ended up regretting it. 

I know chopping off all your hair at one point or another is all the rage, but I realized after that cut that I just like my hair long. Sure, it’s annoying to have so much hair to dry, but other than finger-drying my hair, I don’t do much to it. I shampoo it, condition it, dry it in the most lazy way possible, and then put some serum on it to keep the frizz at bay. Overall I spend probably 10 minutes per day on my hair. 

I’ve heard it said that some women, after they chop off their hair, feel like they had been hiding behind it for years. In fact, I’ve been fighting with my hair for years to keep it out of my face. But recently, I’m letting it be messy and letting all of it down. No butterfly clips, no hairties, no bobbypins. In fact, I’m actually liking how it’s looking. 

Now my bangs? Those are another story. They were trimmed way too short last week at Dramatics but they’ll grow back soon. They always do. But: my bangs are here to stay, too. 

Memories: Shakespeare in the Park Rush Lines of the Past

There are certain theatrical events that are worth a good 12 hours on the street. This is one of them.

The last time I’d waited on an early morning line for tickets to a show was at the Public was probably 2007. Long before a HAIR revival was a glimmer in any producer’s eye, The Public presented a one-weekend only staged concert production of it in honor of its 40th anniversary. I love HAIR more than my friends (I kid, but you get the point) and I’d yet to see a professional production of it, so this was a must-see. It was also high on the priorities list for my friend Kristen who was matriculating at NYU not far from the Public at the time. I remember getting a call from Kristen around 10:30pm the night before the concert and her saying, “people are already at the Public,” and all I could reply was, “see you by eleven!” and hung up. I was living in FiDi so I packed a bag and met up with her where we chatted, slept or stayed caffeinated, ate, and played card games as the hours ticked by.

About 30 minutes before tickets were given out, the sky opened up and it not only rained, it poured. It was a little annoying, but mostly magical. Here’s photo evidence:

We went home, drenched, but with tickets in hand.

We toasted with the friends we’d made in line in front of us around noon. It was brunch time soon anyways, right?

The concert was, obviously, worth every second on the street that night. And the next summer it came back, and that season HAIR was back on Broadway.

HAIR days: Okay, so a day in, I already sucked at this. It might not be a daily thing, I’ll try to post a couple of times a week.  I’m not sure why I didn’t start with the first song on any cast album, or soundtrack, Aquarius. This song is singing about an idealistic time where everything is in harmony. Let’s get to that place, okay?

HAIR days: I’m going to try to post every day but who knows how this will pan out. The first song I wanted to post was Hare Krishna/Be-In from the 2009 Broadway revival cast recording of HAIR. This is what the meditation/chanting circle turned into on Saturday down in Liberty Plaza complete with dancing, clapping, singing, and chanting. It was amazing.