In April of 2020, I cut off my long (expensively faux) blonde hair into a bowl cut. It was a capital-b Big deal but not until a good deal after the fact. I want to share the note I made in the months right after the haircut and some of the ways I coped (cope) with my shift in beauty perception and the grief I felt for the very specific and very curated …
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