I have never been a fan of short hair. I am a plus size person, with very large cheeks and having short hair has always been a big 'no-no' because it was said it would make your face look 'fatter'.

These past few years I've been trying to accept myself and love myself more; including my body and everything else about me such as my hair. I have a weird relationship with my hair. I've regularly dyed it since I was in the seventh grade. The first thing I did was save up to get electric blue stripes in my hair before they faded and I covered them with blonde. I ventured to do red for most of my high school life, a few times going blonde, and eventually going purple once I reached college. Dying it was never really an issue with me; I wanted to be edgy, I wanted it to stand out, I wanted it to take away from the rest of me so people wouldn't get caught up in how big my stomach rolls were, or how my cheeks resembled a chipmunk's.

Since I've been on this self-acceptance journey, I've tried to experiment with my look and do the opposite of whatever "fashion experts say" plus size women can't do; wear horizontal stripes, wear a two-piece bathing suit, show my flappy arms, and lastly, wear short hair.

I initially cut it a little longer than my shoulders when beforehand it went to my mid-chest. And I've been thinking about it for a while and yesterday, poof, I cut it above my shoulders for the first time since I was in elementary school when we all did that chin length with bangs.

And I absolutely adore it. I can pull it back with a headband and now it's shorter for the summer. Lighter so I won't be so hot at work where our degrees are controlled by our headquarters in North Carolina.

I am so happy I took this risk. I am so happy I am working on loving myself. Try something new, readers! Even if you think you're not cut out for it, try it. What have you got to lose except for a few inches of hair!