Do you ever wonder why we care so very much about our hair? Why we are content to let our hair be part of the very definition of who we are?
We love our good-hair days. We detest our bad-hair days. We worship the
people who cut our hair well. When we are going to a new salon, we feel as vulnerable as we might in a new doctor's office or dentist's office.
And it's just our hair!
If it's curly, we want it straight. If it's straight, we want it curly. We cut it short, and then grow it long. We color it, to cover up the gray or to just give ourselves a boost.
If it's thin, we wish it were thicker, and vice-versa. Blond, brunette, redhead. (There's a whole world of characteristics ascribed to each of us due to the color of our hair: blondes are sexy but ditzy, brunettes are smart, redheads are wild women, etc etc etc). There are hundreds of products available to help us change what it is that naturally grows on our head.
"Thicker, Sexier Hair After 40," is one of the cover headlines on this month's issue of More magazine. And my eye went to it -- even before it went to the bigger headline that says "How To Be Healthy In 20 Years." Why does our hair say so much about us that we stake so much of how we feel about ourselves on it? And why am I more likely to turn to that story first?
Thoughts?