It's official, I am the most generous man alive!
This Saturday I did something I never thought I would do...or at least something I never wanted to do: I cut off 10 inches of my hair and gave it to Locks of Love. That's right, I shit you not, Sir Derek the Sexy Long-Haired has willingly removed some of his hair in the interest of others. Now like 2 or 3 bald little kids will have some most excellent wigs to wear. Now I know you may be thinking "but Derek, you don't like kids, and you're quite apathetic to most issues like this, why would you do that?" Well slow down there, before you go thinking that I'm completely selfless, keep in mind that I mostly did this for me, the extreme generosity that trumps anything Mother Teresa ever did was just a side effect.
So it goes like this, I basically had two motives for chopping off the locks. Motive the first: remember how like two years ago I had my hair straightened? I know, momentary lapse of reason, but I liked straight hair. I only kept up with the straightening for maybe 10 months of so until I finally grew tired of it, but alas, even after giving up blow drying and straightening, my hair still remained rather straight. I figured about the amount I was donating was probably all that was left of the chemical-poisoned hair. And funny enough, as soon as the stylist chopped it off, my hair got wavy again. Just wait til it grows back out, it'll do some serious panty-droppin then! ;)
The second reason to cut this much off is because in the last two years I had gone very long times without getting a trim, and even then, had very little removed. Despite using good shampoo to keep my hair nice, the lack to trims made my hair a bit weak. Alot would come out in the brush whenever I wash it, and it had a bit of a haggard look to it. My hope is that this time around, I will trim it regularly and it will come back nice and healthy and strong.
Now don't go thinking I've turned on my personal credo "haircuts are for quitters." My hair still goes down to my shoulders, and you better believe it will be long again. This was just a necessary step in order to assure that my hair attracts horney women like a magnet made out of chocolate and Ben & Jerry's ice cream. Snoogans.
I know it will be difficult, but try not to over-praise me for my gracious act. I am clearly a saint among demons...but if you want to give me Cheeze-its and Jack Daniels I will gladly accept those for the generous deed I have done. :D
Here is a pic of me from summer 2004 and how my long hair looked when it was still wavy and all over the place ;)
So it goes like this, I basically had two motives for chopping off the locks. Motive the first: remember how like two years ago I had my hair straightened? I know, momentary lapse of reason, but I liked straight hair. I only kept up with the straightening for maybe 10 months of so until I finally grew tired of it, but alas, even after giving up blow drying and straightening, my hair still remained rather straight. I figured about the amount I was donating was probably all that was left of the chemical-poisoned hair. And funny enough, as soon as the stylist chopped it off, my hair got wavy again. Just wait til it grows back out, it'll do some serious panty-droppin then! ;)
The second reason to cut this much off is because in the last two years I had gone very long times without getting a trim, and even then, had very little removed. Despite using good shampoo to keep my hair nice, the lack to trims made my hair a bit weak. Alot would come out in the brush whenever I wash it, and it had a bit of a haggard look to it. My hope is that this time around, I will trim it regularly and it will come back nice and healthy and strong.
Now don't go thinking I've turned on my personal credo "haircuts are for quitters." My hair still goes down to my shoulders, and you better believe it will be long again. This was just a necessary step in order to assure that my hair attracts horney women like a magnet made out of chocolate and Ben & Jerry's ice cream. Snoogans.
I know it will be difficult, but try not to over-praise me for my gracious act. I am clearly a saint among demons...but if you want to give me Cheeze-its and Jack Daniels I will gladly accept those for the generous deed I have done. :D
Here is a pic of me from summer 2004 and how my long hair looked when it was still wavy and all over the place ;)