The Pixie Cut SurpriseThis is a haircutting story that illustrates how quickly and unexpectedly a person's opinion about hair can change. This is one of those haircutting stories that will make you want to go straight to the hairdresser and get your own hair cut short.
My wife had lovely long brown hair. It was soft and shiny, and well past her shoulders. Her bangs were long and covered her eyebrows. I loved how her eyes peeped from under the bangs. The thought of her with a short haircut never crossed my mind. Her long hair with long bangs was her trademark, and I couldn't imagine her with any other look.
I had to admit she looked gorgeous with her hair cropped short. She looked super cute with her bare ears, bold short bangs and shaved neck. She actually was prettier than with long hair. I was puzzled. I used to prefer women with long hair, and now I suddenly thought someone with very short hair looked incredible! At that moment, I didn't realize this evening would be the beginning of the end of my wife's long hair. And she herself didn't realize it either...
While fiddling with my wife's long hair, I asked her, "Do you really like her pixie?" "Oh yes," she said, "This is the perfect haircut for her and much better than her previous look." Then I tried imagining what my wife would look like with short hair. She had about the same face shape and features as the weather lady and it suddenly occurred to me that she would look marvellous with short hair too! The thought of my wife with short hair was actually quite exciting, but I instantly realized I would miss her long locks and long bangs.
I hesitated and then asked her the inevitable question: "Would you dare to cut your own hair that short?" "Oh yes, I would love having my hair cut like this," she replied. “I love my long hair and know you don't want me to cut it, but I must confess I already secretly fantasized about a cute short haircut for myself.” "And what if I ask you to cut it?" I asked. "Would you like that?" she said, "All the way from long to short?" I saw her blush as she asked the question, and I actually thought it was funny. "I'm unsure if I'm ready for this, but I would actually find a long to short hair makeover super exciting," I replied. "Maybe I should cut it short someday," she said, while smiling mischievously and making a scissor motion with her fingers. We then watched a movie, and that was, for now, the end of the haircut conversation.
On Saturday we were invited to a party. My wife looked lovely with her glossy straight hair. She had gone out of her way with her straightener to get it as beautiful as possible. She was wearing pants and a loose turtleneck top. She rarely wears dresses or skirts and prefers wearing pants, paired with a sweater, blouse or shirt. She loves wearing turtlenecks. She knows I like seeing her wearing a dress every now and then, but for that party she selected a more casual outfit.
At the party, we sat at a massive round table with people we didn't know. One of our table companions was a sympathetic young lady who instantly caught our attention. Her hair was extremely short, similar to our weather lady's pixie cut. She was wearing a shiny shirt dress. It looked like silk. Her dress with a long row of buttons and a shirt collar matched her short haircut perfectly. "I love her hair," my wife whispered teasingly. "I like her dress," I replied, also teasingly. She smiled and winked.
After some time, we got talking to the young lady. "Your hair is beautiful. I love it!" my wife suddenly said to her. "Oh thank you!" she replied. “I still have to get used to it. I only got it cut earlier this week and had it in a short bob until then.” "I'm jealous," my wife said. "I wish I had the courage to cut my hair that short." "You should really give it a try," the lady said. "I'm sure short hair would flatter you and you'll enjoy it. Short hair feels really good and liberating!" This conversation made me a little nervous. My wife, who had always had long hair, was talking to a young lady who just had her hair cut very short, and the conversation was about how much fun short hair is!
On Sunday we both had a hangover and there was no mention of hair. It was a lazy turtleneck day on the couch. The next day, on Monday, we were both fit again. When we got up my wife opened the wardrobe and took out a shiny button-front blouse and jeans. "No turtleneck today?" I asked. "No, I feel like wearing something else today," she replied. "I did see the way you looked at that lady's shiny shirt dress," she winked. "I don't own a shirt dress, but I'd like to spoil you with a shiny shirt today." I was stunned and felt caught, but appreciated what she was saying and doing.
A bit later she was all dressed, with cool jeans and her shiny blouse buttoned all the way to the top. She looked ravishing with the collar button of the blouse buttoned up. She knew I liked that look. And then the hair suddenly came up again. "I'd really like getting my hair cut short someday," she suddenly said. I loved her long hair, but was struck by the young lady who looked so attractive with very short hair and knew my wife would look gorgeous with short hair too. And there was also the talk about short hair she had on Saturday. I saw how excited she was when she had that conversation about short hairstyles. I got a little too excited and replied, "Okay, so why don't you get it cut in a pixie right away?" What do you mean right away?" she asked. I said, "Today, before I change my mind."
She startled and blushed. "You mean I should have my hair cut today, the same way the weather lady and that young lady cut it?" she stammered. My answer was, "Yes, why not go for it?" I surprised myself with that answer. I instantly regretted that statement, but there was no going back. I used to be horrified at the thought of her going short and now I suddenly thought it was an exciting idea to go for it. I suddenly realized that because of me, my wife might soon have her hair cut short. What have I done?
"I don't have the courage to cut my hair that short," she said. "I'd rather go from long to short in stages: first a long bob, then a shorter bob, then a really short bob, and finally a short pixie cut. I have to go into town this afternoon to do some shopping. If it's all right with you, I want to pop into that new trendy hair salon and get a shoulder-length bob cut. You don't need an appointment, and I can walk right in." "Okay let's do that," I said. “I didn't want to push you.” I breathed a sigh of relief. I was apprehensive for a moment at the thought that she might cut her hair very short that day, but I could live with the idea of a shoulder-length bob. Her hair was saved, I thought...
I thought a long hair to bob makeover was actually quite exciting already. She would lose at least five inches that afternoon! We decided to take before and after pictures. She put on some extra makeup and styled her hair. It was pleasant to watch her shiny long hair slide over her satin blouse while I was taking pictures. I had a good last look at the hair below her shoulders. This hair would soon be cut and fall to the floor of the salon. A journey from the luxurious satin, to the hard cold floor and finally into the dustbin... A few snips with the scissors and her long hair would be history. Welcome bob!
Around 1 pm she left for town, and I didn't hear from her until 3 pm. I wondered why it took so long. Then she texted me, "I'm heading for the hair salon!" "Good luck!" I replied. "I am certain you will be beautiful!" At around 3.30 pm, another text message came in: "I'm at the hair salon and think it'll be my turn in about 15 minutes. The hair salon is very trendy. There are four hairdressers and they all have trendy short hair: short bobs and pixies. There is uplifting music in the salon. I love it!" And ten minutes later there was another message: "My turn!"
Her turn to have her hair cut was at about twenty to four. I assumed cutting a bob wouldn't take that long and I expected her to be done in half an hour, around ten past four. However, it remained silent. Five o'clock and still no message… This is an extremely slow hairdresser, I thought. Then finally, ten minutes after five o'clock, another message: "Ready! I'm coming home! I'll be there in about twenty minutes. Close the curtains and wait for me in the dark. I want to surprise you with my new look!" My heart missed a beat at that point. "Your new look?" I replied. "You had a bob cut, right?" "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." she replied mysteriously.
A little while later she came home. I swiftly turned off the light and waited for her. I was nervous. Maybe she had her hair cut a little shorter than shoulder length, in a just above the shoulders bob. Or maybe she was too frightened to get it cut and she still had long hair. I would know very soon... I closed my eyes and heard her gently open the door. "Keep your eyes closed," she said. She gave me a kiss, grabbed my hands and placed them in her waist. "I want you to feel my new hair before you see it. Discover it step by step. Start at my back and then slowly move up."
"Okay," she said. "I'll flip on the light and then you can open your eyes to discover the new me. Ready?" She turned on the light, but I kept my eyes closed. "I'm afraid to look," I said. "Okay, she replied with a laugh, "I'll count down and then you look. Three two one!" I opened my eyes, and my initial reaction was a spontaneous wow! She was breathtakingly good-looking and seductive. She looked charming with her short hair and exposed ears, and the short bangs really opened up her face. She had the perfect face for a pixie cut! I loved it! I couldn't take my eyes off her and couldn't stop touching her shaved neck and ears. She had a lovely smile on her face when she saw my reaction!
"I have one more surprise that I think you'll be pretty excited about," she said. "I bought two shirt dresses while shopping!" She opened a shopping bag and showed me two beautiful shirt dresses she bought. One of them was silky, the other wasn’t. "Shall I put one on?" she asked. She went to the bathroom and a few minutes later she was back, dressed in a silky blue shirt dress. Her new look with the shirt dress and the pixie was perfect! She looked stunning!
“What made you decide to get a pixie cut?” I asked. "It all happened in an odd and unplanned way," she said. “When I left home, I really planned to only get a long bob cut. Shoulder length, not shorter. While shopping I suddenly got the idea to surprise you with a shirt dress. I know you like them and I felt a little guilty for never wearing one. I ended up buying two.”
“Next I went to the hair salon. When I entered, I instantly saw how all the hairdressers had trendy short haircuts. They all wore the same white shirt with the salon's name on the back. The short haircuts left the collar of their shirt completely exposed, and I actually liked it a lot. It looked neat and preppy. Then I realized that the shirt dresses I just bought would look even better with a short above the collar haircut, just like the shirts of the hairdressers did. At that point I started considering an above the collar bob.”
“The uplifting music in the hair salon produced a vibrant atmosphere, and I got in the right mood to do something crazy. There were posters of hairstyles on the walls, and some of them were lovely pixies. Suddenly I got the urge to get a pixie cut. I tried talking it out of my head, but suddenly it was my turn. No more time to think about... The hairdresser who indicated I could sit in her chair, had a pixie cut herself and she was very pretty. Another trigger for the pixie-urge..."
"One thing led to another and before I knew it I was sitting in her chair and pointing to a poster with a pixie I liked. While we were discussing the haircut, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse, flattened the collar and put a cape on me. Next she asked if I was absolutely sure I wanted to go for it, and right after my hesitant "yes" she grabbed clippers. The buzzing clippers went through my hair and seconds later my long hair was shaved to about chin length. I instantly felt cold air on my neck. I turned around startled to see my long hair on the floor, and we both laughed at my reaction. She then pushed my head forward and started shaving my neck."
"It was surreal. About thirty minutes before, I stepped into the salon with no plans to cut my hair short. I only wanted a long bob. Just ten minutes after I started feeling the urge to get a pixie cut, I was already sitting in the chair, my long hair was cut off and my neck was being shaved. I was surprised it happened so swiftly, and it was amazing how I couldn't stop my urge to get it cut short. I took care of my beautiful long hair for years and in just a few minutes I decided to cut everything off. I felt both sad and excited as I watched my hair slide down the cape. I had often fantasized about this, and it seemed like something that would never happen, and now it did! I love my pixie cut!"
It's hard to believe how fast it all went. On Thursday we sat watching television, not knowing what was about to happen. My wife wore a sloppy turtleneck sweater, and I fiddled with her long hair. Then, less than 96 hours later, we were back on the couch. This time I fiddled with the short hairs on the back of her neck, and she wore a silky shirt dress with the collar buttoned up. She looked better than ever before! Cute as a button!
She was delighted with her new look, and it even gave our marriage a new boost. I loved her long hair, but I enjoyed her pixie even more. She got many positive comments and two months later her best friend went pixie too!