Another Example of How All Human Knowledge is Slowly Being Transferred to YouTube and Why You Can (and Should) Cut your Hair at Home

I spent forty minutes watching “Asian Mullet” tutorials on YouTube. Favoured mostly by teenage girls with waist-length, dead-straight hair, the style wasn’t an intuitive choice, but the more I watched, the more they won me over.

Mostly, I’ve had it with my crappy hair. Over the last couple of months (as it grows out) it has been good for nothing outside of short and occasionally painful French braids. Of course, a DIY adventure had its own drawbacks (a bad cut and not enough left for braids at all). But if American Idol and these modern times have taught me anything, it’s that I should not let actual, provable, corporeal limitations dissuade me from making dubious and impulsive decisions.

So I grabbed the scissors and hacked at my hair for an hour and now I have some sort of shag thing happening. And it’s kind of awesome — and it wasn’t that hard.

- g.

Read more about G’s haircutting adventures in Issue 12.

The not-so-Blues

A few weeks ago, I dyed my hair blue – not my whole head, but a fairly substantial bottom layer. The impulse to dye came not from a Clementine-esque desire to mark any major life change (although I’ll admit after reading the post, I pondered hair dye pretty seriously), but from feeling like I wanted to challenge myself – both aesthetically and, you know, in life. I wanted to get into the habit of doing things I didn’t think I could do. Hair seemed like a good place to start.

In the time since, I have learned not only that I should never underestimate the power of hair dye (and the Worn blog), but a few other things, too.

(And I do feel braver.)


1. It looks nice with blue hats.

2. It stains my towels.

3. And sometimes also the tiles in the shower.

4. And my neck, at the beginning. And the collars of my shirts.

5. It’s a good way to make friends. (I continue to be shocked by the number of strangers who talk to me about it. I have met more people in my classes this year thanks to my hair than in the last 3 years of my degree combined.)

6. It looks really cool in braids.

7. It has dramatically increased the number of conversations I have about Smurfs.

8. It has also dramatically increased the number of times people serenade me with songs that have “blue” in the lyrics.

9. It has given me a (very tiny bit of a) reputation as a rebel.

10. It makes me feel tough. In some ways, I feel like it gives me permission to be tough.

What have you learned from your hair-dye experiences?

- Hailey Siracky

Rag and Roll

I have a serious case of born-in-the-wrong-generation. While I know that life in 2010 has its perks, there is a part of me that has always longed for things like handwritten letters, dances on weekends, and long drives in cars without seatbelts. This longing is never more evident than during the visits I have with my grandmother. Although I don’t see her as frequently now that I spend most of the year away at school, I try to visit as often as I can. My favourite conversations are the ones about what her life was like when she was my age.

One particular evening, we were talking about hair – specifically, the things we do to curl it.

“We used to stick a six-inch nail right in the fire!” she said, holding her hands up to show me how long the nail was. Later, she told me about how her mother used to make rollers for my grandma and her sisters out of paper: “If you twist and twist and twist,” she said, making the motions with her fingers, “the paper gets stiff, and you can wrap your hair around it.”
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