| John's Hair Story |
| John Vernier (Intro by Karen Shelton) |
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Introduction
I know that I have said this before, but one of the best benefits of being the
co-webmaster of The Hair Boutique is all the great people I meet through the site.
Lots of people send me email to say hello, introduce themselves, tell me interesting
hair scoops or just chat a little about their hair. Sometimes people send great photos and
sometimes they send other cool things.
I received an email from John, who also goes by Aragorn, on September 27th. He
introduced himself, sent a nice compliment about The Hair Boutique and then included the
following wonderful poem:
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken:
The crownless again shall be king.
Aragorn
John also sent me a photo of his wonderful long hair. I thanked John for the photo and
the great poem. I then asked him if he would write a feature article for The Hair Boutique
about his hair. I also asked for some more photos of his great hair.
When I checked my email tonight (10/13/98) I found an email from John with a little
attachment symbol. I opened up the email and found his wonderfully funny, insightful and
informative article about his hair.
John also sent lots of great photos of his hair. I was so excited by the article and
the photos that I dropped everything to get this published for all The Hair Boutique's
visitors to read. I just know you will all enjoy John's story and photos as much as I did.
Thank you John for sharing your hair story and photos with the Hair Boutique.
CLICK HERE for John's Photos
Article
A number of years ago, when comedian Jack Benny was first starting out, he began his
very first radio broadcast with the words "Hello, my name is Jack Benny......to which
you reply ..Who Cares?" Well, my name is John Vernier.....................................
I was surfing the net a few weeks ago, and came across a site dedicated to long hair.
The name of the site was The Hair Boutique, and after visiting the site for a while, I
left an e-mail to Karen Shelton, who helps run the place. I told her what a great job they
were doing, and that I’d be back to visit again. Well, Karen wrote me back, thanked
me for the nice comments, and said that other people were interested in reading about
people and their experiences with hair. Then she asked if I would be interested in doing
an article for the site. Well Karen, here goes....
The Beginning
I’ve been growing my hair out long for two years now. I have to thank my wife for
starting me down the long hair path. For years , I’d been getting my hair cut in a
short, traditional cut, with a part on the side and the hair tapered above the ears. Then
I’d let it grow about three months until my wife said that I was looking like a
shaggy dog, and it was time for a haircut. In late August 1996, my wife told me once again
that it was time for a haircut. But this time, she added "unless you are going to
grow it out long". Unless you are going to grow it out long??? I thought, what
does she mean by that? So I asked her, and she said "Oh, nothing". Another week
went by. "You need to get a haircut dear", my wife said as she went into the
next room. Then, once again, those mysterious words drifted back: "unless you are
going to grow it out long". Now, being a person in possession of exceptionally
sharp mental abilities, I understood that this was one of those subtle hints that the
female of the species sometimes use. Later that day at the mall, I asked why she kept
hinting about my growing long hair. She replied that it seemed to her that more middle
aged men were wearing pony tails, and she liked it. Well that started me thinking about
the whole subject of long hair, and after a few more weeks, I’d decided that I would
try long hair and see how I liked it.
The hardest time I had growing my hair long, was during the time where my hair was long
enough to make me look like a shaggy dog, but too short to get into a pony tail. I’d
wake up in the morning, comb my hair and pull it back to see if it was there yet. NOT!
Then came the day when I did get some of my hair into a pony tail. Not a lot of it mind
you, but enough for it to be counted as a pony tail (if you can count a two inch stub as a
pony tail). Away to work I went.
So Why the Long Hair?
If there is a long hair side and a short hair side to the world, then wearing a pony
tail suddenly puts you on the long hair side. People who never noticed your hair before
come up to you and ask if you’re growing your hair long. Friends who haven’t
seen you for a while ask you ........THE QUESTION..........: So, why the long hair? Why
the long hair??? What do you say? .... I donno. Or maybe .... I’m saving money on
barbers. You might also say .....My wife likes it. or, I forgot to get a haircut!
I’ve said all of these things and more. But....Why the long hair? I’ve
discovered the truth to be : because it’s FUN! It’s fun to get reactions from
people. It’s fun to get compliments about your hair. I like the way it feels, and I
like being able to do different things with it. I even like brushing it in the morning
while I start waking up for the day.
What Now?
As my hair got longer, I began to want to do more things with it. I started to notice
long hair on women and men, and how they wore it. It seems to me, that the accepted hair
styles for men with long hair numbers three. Men could wear their hair down, or in a low
pony tail, or in a simple braid. Women on the other hand, could do almost anything. They
could use clips, barrettes, ties. They could wear it up, down, sideways, in a bun,
multiple braids and so on. I’d get up in the morning.....lets see, will it be a pony
tail today, or wear it down. Wear it down, or a pony tail? Great.. I’ve since seen
one or two more styles on men, but for the most part, the pony tail is king.
I began to try some different things at home just to see what they would look like. The
first thing was a higher pony tail. Then I tried what my wife calls the ‘Alice in
wonderland’ style. In public though, it was down or a pony tail. I started to visit
the hair accessories isle at the local Walmart (when it wasn’t full of women) to see
if I could buy anything different that wouldn’t be too girlish. (No offense to women
or girls intended, but our society does not easily accept men who look too feminine).
This went on for a while (sounds like a mental problem to me!), until one day, when I
took our family to a local state park in Columbia, Calif. Columbia is an old gold rush
mining town that has been restored and features unusual shops and gold mining attractions.
I gathered the front part of my hair, pulled it back and put in a barrette. I drove to the
State Park, got out, and walked on in.
Did you ever read a story book in grade school called the emperor’s new clothes?
It’s a story about an emperor and his subjects who are tricked through their pride
and vanity into believing that the emperor has a splendid set of new clothes, when he
really has nothing on at all. Everybody was watching him. Well, I probably would have felt
less conspicuous walking about the Park without clothes on than I did that day wearing a
barrette in my hair. I just knew that everyone had to be laughing behind my back. Or maybe
it might be like wearing a pair of jeans and suddenly discovering that the back seam has
split. You find yourself backing away from people, and sticking close to the walls.
But I have a conviction that men should be free to be more expressive with the way they
wear their hair, and I wore that barrette all day. Towards the end of out visit, we
stopped at a gold panning / rock shop that sold gold panning equipment, lessons and all
kinds of doodads. Manning the store were two gentlemen and a young lady. As I browsed the
store, and came to where the young lady was standing behind the counter, she looked at me
and said "You have pretty hair". She said that I have pretty hair! A
compliment! Oh be still my beating heart. I thanked her, and we talked about hair for
awhile. On the way home, I thought about that compliment, "You have pretty
hair", and I realized with some shock, that pretty hair was what I really was after.
I didn’t want the unkempt, uncombed, untrimmed look that many of the long-haired men
I saw were wearing. I wanted pretty hair that would make people notice.
After that, I began to experiment more with my hair in public. I still get self
conscious sometimes, but it doesn’t bother me as much. I’ve worn an assortment
of barrettes in my hair, scrunchy pony bands, and lacers. I’ve had my wife French
braid my hair, and I am always trying small variations to the simple styles I already know
how to do. I’ve found that most people in the area that I live are not put off with
long hair on a man if its kept clean, and trimmed. Even when I’ve worn some of the
hairstyles that most people would consider too feminine looking, the over-all response has
been good. Sure, I still sometimes get smiles, and once and awhile, I get reactions like
the two teenage girls who saw I was wearing a barrette in my hair while I was at the
neighborhood burger stand. They got up, ran outside, and laughed all the way across the
street. Oh well....
How Long?
But I’ve had fun with my long hair, and I suspect I’ll have more fun in the
future.
Although my hair is very fine, and I don’t have as much hair as I would like to
have, at least my hair is manageable, and I never ever have split ends. I intend to grow
my hair at least to my waist if my growing cycle is that long. Well, this is the temporary
stopping point of my never ending hair story, and I’ll say good-bye for now, but,
I’d like to hear from you if you have any comments or similar experiences. And who
knows, maybe tomorrow I’ll feel comfortable enough to wear a ribbon in my hair.
e-mail: aragorn@inreach.com
John. |