ponytails

9 inches. smells like the pink hand soap from the stores your mama used to take you on her days off. quite the sheen for such a small tail.

 

i received this much, much later after the girl's chop. she'd grown it back out already, and this time further down her back--to her shoulder blades. she just happened to have preserved this tail out of bitter sentimentality.

 

why? how? well, this 9 incher had been taken off nearly 2 years prior, when she had barely 9 to offer. she was a student then. when tied, her ponytail reached only down to her shoulders. it probably wasn't within school regulations--i don't know, i didn't press her for the details--but it was, once again, one of those drastic cuts that i find so alluring. and again, as she'd vaguely noted, it was a bitter (unwanted?) cut. short as it was, she treasured it.

 

i don't care if they come short. short tails are often better hydrated, silkier, and healthier anyway. as long as they represent a drastic cut, i'm more than satisfied.

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