This is major, major pondering for me. I've sworn for years I'd never stray from easy-to-braid, long, classic hair.... especially that I'd never go to one of those short old-lady frizzy poodle-perms, and I'm sure I'll hold to that one unless I'm in a nursing home unable to speak for myself and they do it to me.
Here's what we have at the moment, totally un-fooled with after washing. I just took this picture not 10 minutes ago. It's cut in long layers, the shortest ones about neck-length, the longest to my shoulder-blades.
However, today I saw a TV movie with Dana Delaney looking like this.
I've had my hair like that before and I liked it.
This picture was about 8 years ago, at our son's wedding. (That's our daughter's son I'm holding.) I really liked my hair like that. And long isn't going as well as it used to. I think I look like an old lady. And it's kind of frazzled from several years of coloring, then perming, then un-perming. It's just not nice long hair anymore.
But I'm chicken to go from my below-the-shoulders straight hair (which I usually braid, or pony-tail, or otherwise pin up partially or wholly) to short. Maybe I'll go for more layers first. Maybe trim the length a couple inches, and shorten the layers, with more of them, then go from there.
This is a small decision in terms of the rotation of the earth, the turning of the tides, and the future of mankind, but I've stuck to my long-hair guns for such a long, long time that it feels major. Maybe I've stuck to it for too long.