I look like a Shetland pony.
My coping mechanisms for haircuts (which are inevitably horrible, and fall exactly when I start liking my hair again) are pretty simple. They start with martyrdom.
"This is more important to the stylist than to me. What they want is more important."
The coping continues through denial, "It'll grow in no time. I can use bobby pins. If I use enough hairspray it'll work. If I don't wash it for days it'll fit in a pony tail."
Then I hit frustration. "Stop asking me if I like my hair. Stop wanting me to like it. I will like it when it has grown out to where it was a half hour ago."
And inevitably, more denial. "Hair? Who cares about hair? I can see through this fringe. ...almost."
I am challenging you to take a character who is very sure of who he or she is and his position relative to others, and change some part of his physical expression. Is the way he relates to his environment the same? How does it change his interactions with others?
And how does not looking like yourself change the way you look at the world?
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