Elephant in the Room
So, let's address the elephant in the room that many of you have kind-of-sort-of-beat-around-the-bush to ask about.
There's an urban legend that what a girl does to her hair is a reflection of what's happening in her life. I don't think that any time a girl decides to chop her hair or dye it a crazy colour, or something of the like, it is due to heartbreak or something major happening. Sometimes, the weather is too hot and we just get so frustrated that we chop it all off. Or maybe we finally mustered up the courage to dye our hair the colour we want it to. Or maybe--
Okay, yes. For those of you who asked, yes, I dyed my hair because I was going through a major change in my life. Part of it was that I always wanted to experiment with colours, and I just left a job that required "natural coloured hair", so I thought: Why not?
And yes, changing my job also came with a side dish of less-crazy hours, which turned into more hours dedicated to hitting the gym, which ended up turning into a platter of confidence to wear clothes I once wanted to, but felt like I couldn't wear. Yes, that means that this summer, I am having lots of fun sporting crop tops, because I am not as self conscious about my muffin top spilling over and making you lose your appetite.
Yes, I recognize that over the course of the past three months, I have changed a lot about my outer appearance, but it's honestly not really anything that I didn't already want to change about myself. While I do enjoy these new physical things about myself, I still think it's more important what's on the inside. If I liked these changes to my outer appearance, but hated what it did to me on the inside, then I would really just hate this "new me".
"Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised." - Proverbs 31:30
Of course I want to be "charming" and "beautiful" by whatever social standard that I fall prey to, but there really are more important things to me. These past three months have been a lot about growing up and finding myself, and I'd like to say that these shallow, physical changes are just a small part of something larger stirring from within.
What are some things you've always wanted to do, but are too afraid to do? Was there ever a time that something in your life pushed you to try something new that you've always wanted to try? Let me know! I'd love to hear about your stories!