Now I’ve done it.
As I’d mentioned previously, at some point in the summer I cut off all my hair—and yesterday was the day I was shorn.
My hair is short. Really really short. It’s possible that I’ve had it cut this short before, but I don’t think it’s ever been shorter.
(At one point in grad school some of my friends suggested that I shave my head. My response? Why do you hate me?
Yes, some people look amazing with shaved heads, but those are usually people who look amazing, full stop. I am not one of those people.)
Anyway, I’d say it’s “dyke-short”, but as a mere half-dyke I don’t know that I can get away with saying that. And no, I don’t look particularly butch with the cut, mostly because I don’t look particularly butch.
It does give me a certain ain’t-got-time-for-this-shit look, which could be translated as a bitch-look. I guess I could go with that.
So: I now expect the date requests to just start rollin’ in. . . .
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