Or not….as the case may be. Below is a (rather embarrassing) collage of photos of me over the past 10 years. Notice anything? No, exactly. Aside from an slight parting variation, a few months of having a bob and the time I decided to be Claudia Winkleman, my hair has been the same my whole life. For me, ‘doing my hair’ consists of a poor curling job.
I would love to be super skilled at doing stylish, grown-up hairstyles like Carrie and Olivia or to have big, bouncy, blow-dried-to-perfection hair like Rose or be daring enough to add some colour like Laura or Victoria.
When I was in middle school, I was quite brave. I went from purple to black to gingery-blonde thanks to Sun-In (anyone remember that?!? What a disaster!). Maybe those experiences put me off as I haven’t dyed my hair since I was about 13. I couldn’t find any photos of these hair adventures – thankfully!
I wonder if I’m too old to start experimenting with my hair now? When I was little I always assumed that by the time I was like 25 I would have totally mastered loads of awesome hairstyles and worked out what suits me but it never happened. In fact, I barely even manage to get my hair cut. I get it professionally snipped once every two years or so and Nick’s dad just tops it up for me.
I was recently contacted by Rock Pamper Scissors, which is a bit like Just Eat for hairdressers. It finds all your local hairdressers and shows you their prices and discounts all in one easy place so you can choose what you want and how much you want to spend and book it all online. Genius.
The word ‘pamper’ in their business name really got me thinking. I’ve never considered a visit to the hairdressers as ‘pampering’. To be honest, I’d rather visit the dentist than the hairdressers but maybe I need to reconsider that. Maybe I should go and get something easy and relaxing done, like a hair conditioning masque or a blow-dry and leave the actual ‘haircut’ bit out as that’s the bit that always causes me to stress out.