So here I am sitting, about to write that I recently cut my hair and half of my femininity with it when my friend tells me she loves it. That makes me feel good. I know that for a lot of women, cutting their hair is like cutting off an appendage but for me it was simple: I don't want it and little kids who lose their hair need it so I'll give it to them. But with that comes a sense of insecurity: Are people judging you on your hair? Ridiculous. But as a woman who's been told her whole life that she's attractive, I've questioned if I still am. I went through this before when I had my hair short. Do men still think I'm pretty? Do women? Do people think I look like a boy? A child? A lesbian? But ya know, there are so many more important things to worry about, why spend my time scrutinizing myself in the mirror? Why not worry about those kids who have no hair? Why not worry about my own health. It just proves we live in a vain society obsessed with looks. Looks are what get you respect and what makes people think you're an interesting person. I know it because I've fallen into the trap too. The first person to grab my attention in a crowd is a good looking one. I want to learn about that person, talk to them. And the cliche goes that beauty is skin deep. Everyone thinks that good looking people have no heart, soul, personality, intelligence etc. Like God gave them good looks and gave all other qualities to the other people. There again lies a prejudice. We look at attractive people and think, "She's a snob", "she's so dumb", "he's only interested in sex", etc. And it's simply not true. I just wonder what side of the coin is worse -- being underestimated for being less attractive or for being more so?