Hairy Styles

Yes, the title of this article had Harry Styles in mind and his song, “As it was”: “In this world, it’s just us/You know it’s not the same as it was…” – good starting point for this topic: hair.

Makeup, clothes, jewelry, manicures/pedicures, long, lustrous hair were never among my interests in life. One thing I had though: I could not stand hair on my body. A friend of mine put it very well: “you are the woman with no hair below her eyelashes”. And here I am now, growing a beard, fuzzy hair on my cheeks. I have recently bought a face depilator. A face depilator! Due to covid, I stopped going for regular (twice a year) haircuts, so I ended up with this mane that grew on me (beautiful double meaning here, no? I am so modest!). I find it practical to put all my hair up for sports, to make 2 braids for my motorcycle helmet, so I let my hair long for the first time in maybe 30 years? Very bad period in my life to choose so, as I could see my hairline receding, some bald spots above my temples, and even at the back of my head; thinning, dried, hormonal hair more often than just when pms-ing.

I was surprised when I started talking to my friends who are going through perimenopause to find out how much they were bothered by this as well. And yet, I thought, although close, it took us some time to discuss such delicate matters.

Never a fan of social media platforms, I was thinking now that I want to speak out about menopause issues, build a community and a support network, I might have to join Facebook, Twitter, and such. I could, for example, be The anti-instagramer, posting photos of my chin hair and full of water thigh – your thoughts on this?

Remedies for this?