My hair is shorter than it’s ever been. I don’t like it very much, although I do like the feeling of rubbing my head. As my physical therapist says, it feels like a hedgehog. But it was the price I had to pay. On a whim I asked Rachel if I could get a mohawk. She didn’t think I would get one (considering that I’m quite conservative regarding my appearance) so she said I could have it for one week. As soon as she said that I knew I had to.
The next time I went to the store I bought the strongest hair gel I could find. The next day I went to the barber and tried to explain what I wanted. “Here, you don’t need to cut,” and “Here with the 3 machine,” were my carefully practiced phrases. I knew that I would never be able to remember the Hungarian for mohawk (which is hasonélű táncfordulat according an online dictionary). He asked me a few questions I didn’t understand to which I responded affirmatively or negatively largely at random. In the end he cut a little more off of the top, and left the front a little wider than I would have liked. But really not too bad considering how little Hungarian I still know.
It turns out the hair gel is very strong. My hair still stood up (though it wasn’t crispy) even after I slept on it all night! The problem with my hair, which even gel can’t fix, is that it curls. That makes it difficult to have a good looking mohawk. Also, it wasn’t really long enough to get the effect I was going for, and I suppose I should have dyed it as well.
Originally I planned to go to church without spiking my hair, but on Sunday morning I realized that if I was going to do it, I better do it right. Some people might be scandalized, but we are in Europe where even church members aren’t as prudish as your average American—or at least that’s the stereotype. In the end several people at church liked it (or at least said they did) and only one person that I know of was truly scandalized. To tell the truth I was a little disappointed, but that’s what I get for not dying it. The worst though was that some of the kids accused me of having a “fauxhawk” because my sides weren’t completely shaved. Kids these days have no respect for their elders.
I got my hair shaved one day before the prescribed week was over, so I figure I’ve still got another day of mohawk to use sometime in the future, though Rachel disagrees. I guess I’ll have to wait until she’s dead, but if you plan to transition from long hair to short I recommend at least a temporary mohawk.