Anyone who has spent some time with me, knows two things. 1. I adore Justin Timberlake. 2. I twirl my hair. A lot. (up until 12 days ago)
I’ve twirled my hair my entire life. People always commented. I laughed it off as a habit. A silly addiction. At least it wasn’t harmful.
I started to get annoyed. By the comments. And by the fact that I seriously couldn’t control it. I would be doing it without even realizing it. I’d try to stop and then I would find myself doing it again.
Two weeks ago I went on an audition and was sent video of the audition. I’ve had on-camera classes but to see an audition is another thing. It actually was fine, but I realized something. I had probably been twirling my hair in the lobby before (because it’s always worse when I’m nervous or worried) and I didn’t want to be that girl. That girl appears nervous or ditzy or just plain crazy.
And then I saw Jennifer Aniston on Ellen. There is no way the Goddess of Golden Locks and Good Hair twirls.
So I decided to stop. Really stop. No twirling allowed. I thought it would be harder than it was/is. Mostly because I thought it calmed me down. Turns out it was just a part of a vicious cycle.
I feel more present now. More aware and awake. Empowered. You’d think I quit smoking.
Hi … my name is Nissa and I haven’t twirled my hair in 12 days. And yes, I had the Rachel haircut in high school.