And now for a moment of self-indulgence…
I recently cut my hair off. I was trying to go for an Edie Sedgwick vibe (or rather a Sienna Miller as Edie in Factory Girl vibe). Since then I’ve been getting a lot of compliments on it. I like to think that these compliments are genuine, but I also think that they might also stem from people not necessarily liking the haircut, but rather acknowledging the jutzpah it takes for a girl to cut all her hair off. Let’s face it, a women’s identity and femininity is often wrapped up in her appearance, and a lot of that femininity is wrapped up in her hair. So I’ve been getting my props. I’ve also been getting a lot of “You look like….” Most of the time these comparisons are flattering, like “You look like Edie Sedgwick/Twiggy/Agyness Deyn/Mia Farrow/Linda Evangelista in the George Michael ‘Freedom’ video”. But last night at the bar I got the most confusing comparison yet.
Let’s set the scene: Dim bar, way past midnight so most everyone is blitzed out of their mind on mojitos and vodka tonics already. One of my fellow bartenders is attempting to help out two girls in rare form at the end of the bar. “No!” they yell at him. “We don’t want a drink from you. We want to get a drink from TINKERBELL!!!!”
Tinkerbell.
These girls were comparing me to a fairy.
I know they probably meant it as a compliment. I mean, Tinkerbell is cute and sprightly because, well, she’s a sprite. But I wasn’t really going for the cute pixie vibe when I chopped my hair off. I wanted it to be slightly edgy and very cool.
Maybe I’m overreacting, I don’t know. Maybe I could be a cross between Tinkerbell and Edie Sedgwick.
Man, would she have an awesome wardrobe!
Subterranean Homesick Blues 