I don’t care, part two

By AMY SHANKLAND

Sandwiched

I know I have shared many of my sandwich generation struggles with you in this column. However, there are some wonderful things about being this age, even when you’re managing both your own family and an elderly parent or two. One is not caring what others think anymore.

This feeling is absolutely, completely freeing and still new to me.

For instance, you may have noticed my column photo today. Yep, I chopped my hair into a French bob a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t do this on a whim. I’ve been thinking about it since last December. Heck, probably even longer. I didn’t want to be one of those people who never changed their look.

As I’ve gotten older, my hair has become fine as well. I did my research and realized that this cut would probably be more flattering and easier to work with. I told my husband, sons, and best friend ahead of time. I also had a consultation with my stylist beforehand, as the last time I did a serious chop I was left with what I refer to as a “triangle head.”

So two weeks ago, I entered Styles and Smiles (shameless plug – BEST salon in Noblesville, in my opinion) and walked out with a swagger in my step. I was thrilled with my new look.

I’ve also been overjoyed at how easy this cut is. It falls into place whether I use a hair dryer or let it air dry. I can style it so many ways with lots of accessories.

One thing I’m also enjoying is wearing a scarf every day. I think it goes well with the new cut and adds a fun pop of color to any outfit. It’s also very “French” – to match the bob, of course.

My husband thought this was a bit weird at first. I’m sure others might share his sentiment. But when I don a scarf every morning and fluff my hair with my fingers (I don’t even have to comb it) I’m happy with what I see. I feel more confident and have a spring in my step. I feel like I’m creating my own unique style and not just following some trend.

And, I really, truly don’t care one bit if anyone else thinks this is weird or that it’s not the right thing for me.

I’m not sure I would have had this same confidence 20 or even 10 years ago. But it’s another reason why I absolutely love being 50.

As long as you’re not hurting anyone or anything with your decision, and if your gut says this feels “beyond wonderful,” I want to encourage you to make a change if your heart’s been whispering something to you for a long time. I can almost guarantee you won’t regret it, and you may gain more confidence and, as the French say, “joie de vivre!”