Tagged: short hair
It’s been a presence for a while – these things are never new – travelling the undercurrents, a throwback from the eighties: I can remember my Aunt and Uncle’s cries of distress at seeing my cousins razor cut take all those years ago – long on top, buzz cut sides and back. So radical for a girl – it was wild.
Now the frisson is changing into something tangible, a stronger scent on the wind, like the start of spring it’s the smell of change.
Call it a reaction to Weinstein, a claiming of freedom or a rejection of labels, these cuts are a statement.
They say I’m doing this because I like it. End of story.