Bring back the Pixie

I have a twin brother. When we were young, my mother gave us the same boyish hair cut: razor-short on the sides with a little fringe, à la 90’s skater chic. Whether this was because her mother (my Oma) never let her cut her hip-length plaits, or because I refused to have my hair brushed as a child I’m not sure.

Regardless, we were constantly mistaken for twin brothers, and thus – traumatized by this constant  gender confusion – I never cut my hair short ever again.

Now that I’m older and living in a warm, moist country of New Zealand, I look at short-haired, pixie cut girls with envy. I would trade my mermaid hair for an Audrey crop any day. It appears that everyone else is following suit.

Here’s a little inspiration for all those pining for the crop.