Post-Wedding Bridal Hair
Post-bridal hair is pretty popular. Many women grow out their hair for their wedding and then chop off their locks soon after, often signaling their transition into the "mrs." phase of their life. I personally don't believe this was unintentional on my part since I still don't really see myself as a "wife" as much as a life-partner (which I have seen myself as for over a year now). However I do acknowledge that I specifically waited until after the wedding to cut my hair, so it does signify an end to one part of my life and the beginning of another. However I'd argue that rather than signifying the end of my single life and beginning of my married life it is actually symbolizing the end of being tied down to wedding planning and the now being liberated from the burden of it. I can now focus on my career, my wardrobe, and my rodents. (Going to be getting my sister's rats in a couple of weeks!!! =D)
On another note, I've noticed that a lot of articles talking about the post-wedding haircut mention that the reason brides tend to grow out their hair during their engagement period is for practicaility - it's easier to decide what kind of hairstyle you want for the wedding when your hair is longer. I disagree. I believe that the primary reason brides tend to grow their hair is part of buying into the fairytale wedding. The idea that soft, long, flowing hair is the epitome of feminine beauty - dubbed by both Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty and Barbie - is the obvious hair style of an everday, not-that-special woman who wants to be a princess for one day.
Adding curles into the mix has also been a symbol of prestige and wealth as well where it was only the elite who could spend time and money caring about their long locks, including having their servants curl their hair for them. Having your hair done by someone else is not about practicaility on it's own; it fulfills the ambition for upper-class privelege. Normal, everyday brides aren't priveleged enough to have someone pamper them everyday. They have to use their own labour to do that. Having our hair done by professionals is a one-day luxury, buying into the fiscade that we are a princess for a day and the world revolves around us for 24 hours of our lowly lives.
For myself, I've never seen Disney princesses or Barbie as an ambition for myself. Probably I was a skinny dipshit to begin with and I recognized the fiscade sooner than my peers. That and White, blonde idols never appealed to me. I did buy into an image by having long hair for the wedding though. I bought into the beautiful Indian bride idol. A woman wearing a sari with her mangalasutra around her neck, draped with a flower garland, having beautiful long flowing black hair. I saw this in pictures of my mother, my aunts, and my cousin on their respective wedding days. I think I've always thought women in saris (when they weren't hanging out of them) were extremely beautiful. The long hair just ties into it. I think it's a sign of virtue, innocence, and youthful essence. Although I didn't necessarily want these qualities to be radiated through me because of my hair, I just found the image beautiful. And I know I bought into it, just like how I am not buying into the image of the moden, Indo-Canadian woman that I am. I have a vision of myself and I strive to make myself conform, even when I recognize that it's an image I'm buying into. Ultimately the reason I can live with myself is because I recognize that I'm doing this rather than being so nieve and disallusioned that I don't even realize how I am simply a product of my constrained environment and the limited exposure to other forms of historal and cultural ideologies.
Ahh...I feel like my brain is back. Finally no more frivolous wedding shit. I can critically think again.


