Is it the conversation?
Every time I get my haircut there's always conversation. Maybe because, as John says, I'm a conversation whore. That's pretty much entirely true. But usually the stylist (Yes, stylist. I would have it no other way.) asks questions about me to prevent awkward silence, so I just talk about myself. In the words of Chris Hall: "It's like a date that's guaranteed to go well, because it's in her best interest to make it go well." Exactly! So then I think, "Hey, I'm a pretty cool guy. I play music, almost finished my master's degree, am a Puerto Rican who was born in Spain, work in a church and just ran a half-marathon." That is definitely a confidence booster. And confidence = sexy.
Is it the shampoo?
According to the Five Love Languages, I'm a physical touch person. That means the way I feel loved is to be touched. Now, what's more lovely than a lady who listens to you talk about yourself for a while, then vigorously washes your hair with tea tree shampoo that leaves your scalp feeling all tingly, rinsing it with just-hot-enough water? I can't think of anything more lovely, either. Feeling loved boosts confidence. And confidence = sexy.
Is it the haircut?
I admit, when I walk out to my car I check my style in the car window before getting in. And, you know what? The autumn breeze on a freshly shortened 'do is glorious. As I unlock my car I imagine every lady on Roosevelt Road turning their heads. I'm sure it's gonna cause an accident one day. Looking sexy makes you feel sexy. Feeling sexy boosts confidence. And confidence = sexy.
Thankfully, a haircut is just that, nothing more or less. It has its ways to inspire confidence, sure. But nothing grows confidence like taking life by the horns and working to become the man I've finally realized I can and should be.
That's sexy.
3 comments:
Well, that's a shame -- I was driving on Roosevelt Road on Wednesday! I probably saw you from behind and thought, "Ick, someone is looking SO shaggy and TOTALLY self-doubting! Definitely not worth crashing this vehicle."
I just got a haircut on Saturday, and I was disappointed with the conversation, and I think it had an effect with how well I liked the haircut after. Even after we found out that she was my aunt's stylist too, in one of those "It's a small world!" discoveries, she didn't strike up much of a chat. I felt awkward with all that silence (because I too am a conversation whore) and just ended up closing my eyes for most of the cut (and then jumping hard core when I opened them and she was RIGHT in my face, trimming my bangs. Gave me a heart attack).
It really was an omen though. I spent most of the rest that day standing in looooooong lines at Fright Fest with a person who barely spoke English and wasn't much of a talker to begin with. So-So Haircut + Language Barrier = Awkward Turtle.
Literally laughed through most of this blog post, thank you for some much needed giggles :)
It's so true though, I feel awesome when I get a haircut. Except the next day, I never can style it quite so well as the hairdresser.
And amen! to the last comment. It's encouraging when people strive to become all that God made them to be.
May your week be blessed!!
Kristen - Yep, wrong day. You totally missed out. I think there is a correlation between the conversation and how much you like the cut. Strange, but true.
PS - Love the awkward turtle equation, haha.
Samantha - Glad you enjoyed. :) I have the same issue with styling! I'm bummed b/c last time I got a cut the stylist made it look awesome with some product, so this time I bought the product, but can't make it look awesome. :| That was $16 wasted!
And amen, amen. :)
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