When you see a white girl with a buzz cut, you’re not usually thinking she’s trying to make some sort of statement about beauty. You figure she likes her hair short, she’s a bit of a rebel, maybe a punk rocker or something, but it doesn’t evoke the same emotion as say running into a black woman with a teeny weeny afro.
Yesterday, a white writer on the Huffington Post wrote about the experience she had cutting all of her hair off. She wasn’t a cancer patient, she didn’t have an uncontrollable head of hair, but being the second time she’d decided to forgo all of her locks, she wanted the feeling she’d felt the first time around—freedom. She wrote:
“I’d forgotten the way a buzz cut makes me feel about everything. It makes me feel bold. It makes me feel brave. It makes me stand out. There’s nothing I can do except stand out. And I remember that I love standing out.
“It’s more than that — my hair won’t let me not be bold. It won’t let me not be brave. It won’t let me hide. And so with it, or, I guess, without it, I am my bravest self.
Weird. That not having some hair can do that to a girl.”
Sounds like a white woman who knows about the joys of the big chop. Her reaction to her hair is not unlike many black women who take the plunge and find that they were hiding under wigs, weaves, or their own permed hair and when there really is nothing but your face standing between you and the world, it’s a bold sensation of nakedness. Granted this woman doesn’t have to put up with the transition most of us do as we grow out or hair and discover our real textures but it’s interesting to see a white woman using her hair—or lack thereof—to be free and rail against even the standard of beauty which she typically would fit.