Who Let Me Cut My Hair?! I Feel Like a Potato.

Who Let Me Cut My Hair?! I Feel Like a Potato.

Back in October 2024 I thought the fashion goddesses had sent Hailey Bieber to deliver their newest epiphany : The bob is back.

I thought: Okay, I want the bob. The bob will give me the change I need now that I turned 40.

I’m not one to normally open up about my looks or insecurities (quite frankly I honestly don’t pay too much mind to either), but ever since I chopped off my hair the struggle has been real. And with so many people sliding into my DMs and asking me personally if they should chop it all off, I’d be remiss to guide anyone towards something that may not feel authentic to them.

So when I read Annabelle Fleur’s SubStack article titled “Cut a bob they said... you will look chic and it will be EASY to maintain” I sent her a text and asked her if she’d come on here to help me with a mini-identity crisis I’m going through.

“Can you bring sexy back?”

“Yeah babe. Let’s chat tomorrow.”

So what I would normally find to be a very surface conversation, “Oh gee, I don’t like my hair” turned into something a lot deeper.

Why do I hold so much emotion over my hair?

I mean, I’ve cut it in the past and I’ve never felt this way.

Why do I feel like turning 40, I HAD to make a major physical change to prove to the fashion world I still belonged?

I don’t need validation. I’d like to think my winning quality is my personality. NOT my hairstyle.

Why for Christ’s sake do more traditional and worn-out societal rules still pop in my head and lead the freakin’ dialogue?

My entire career has been about breaking societal rules and teaching creators to be comfortable in their own skin and voice.

You feeling me? It’s like two polar extremes (You’re 40, time to button up vs. You’re 40 time to show the world you’re still stylish) decided to have a WWE Monday Night Raw brawl in my brain, and I never even bought the ticket to it. Wait, I actually don’t even like Monday Night Raw! GET ME OUT!

I then went into a deep mental dive on how cancer patients must feel when they lose their hair. Soooo much of our identity of women is bound to our locks, whether we agree with it or not. Whether we want it to be or not. So no, actually this conversation is not surface level. And then the tears came.

I invite you to listen to our convo.

Listen to how I’m rediscovering what sexy means to me.

And hopefullyyyyyy you also realize that (in the words of Annabelle), “Sexy is what’s inside babe.”

Maybe all I needed was a taste of my own medicine, given by someone who I trust.

To listen to the full podcast episode with Idalia and Annabelle, click here HERE.

XX Idalia