I have been donating my hair for quite a few years now.
I just did it again for the fourth or fifth time. I can’t remember. I’ll have to look for my little certificates.
I grew my hair for 3 years this time and it was almost at bum level!
People always say that it’s so great that I do this, but really, it’s because I am a lazy ass with a good heart. :p
I hate, hate, hate paying $70 to get my hair trimmed. I can’t be bothered dying it. I do nothing with it in the morning besides wash it … most of the time. It spends its time down until it dries and then up it goes into a ponytail or super messy bun-type thing.
Solution: grow it until I can’t stand it and then chop it all off and donate it! BAM!
This is amazing because:
- I never have to dye my hair – because you can’t if you want to donate it!
- I get a hair cut once every two to three YEARS!
- I help out little kids who need wigs and that actually does make me feel good.
I send my hair to Angel Hair for Kids because they rock.
This is me getting the latest choppy chop!
I grew it extra long this time because last time they had to cut it super short to get the 12″ … I’m talking razor blade short … and the short hairs irritated my neck fat. Never again!
Afterwards I carried this around in my bag for a while. Then I started to feel like a serial killer so I got off my ass and packed it up and mailed it off. Which now that I write that down doesn’t sound any less serial killery. I cut all my hair off and mail it to people because I’m a good person!
There you have it.
If you’re lazy and nice … donate your hair!
I’m hoping to squeeze in one more before I’m too grey to be acceptable.