I've decided to embrace it.
I tweeted a pic of me sporting a faux-hawk the other weekend, but didn't actually make it out of the house. I was going to be hanging out with people that I didn't know to well. While I could take it as an opportunity to experiment outside people that I wouldn't be likely to see for quite some time, I decided instead to not make myself stand out any more than usual.
Just under a week later, we had plans with friends for drinks at a gastropub (which I'm going to say nice to have in Winnipeg, but I do miss the brew pubs of Regina). I decided now was the time to rock the faux-hawk.
That being said, I knew "K" would not like it. And I knew "K" doesn't quite have that filter installed as tightly as others, especially when it comes to me, having known each other for half a decade now. Sure enough, the look on her face said more than the words that failed to come out of her mouth. For someone who sees me every day, in professional garb, trying my best to appear wise and mature beyond my years, to see me stylin' a drastic hairstyle? I don't blame her.
In fact, I kind of thank her.
|Is this me??|
"You don't like it? That's all right, I do!"
|Getting in touch with my wild side|
And don't worry, "K," when you peek through our peep hole at work, there won't be a faux hawk sticking out on Monday!