Who else enjoys giving the men in their life feminine styles?

First I want to start by saying I'm a guy. I want to offer my perspective. I grew up in the 1960s. Dad was a marine drill sergeant and Mom was a flower child. They divorced when I was 10. They had fought over just about everything including me and me included my hair length. Mom would go on about how beautiful my hair was and Dad wanted me to have a buzz cut like a real man. So after the divorce Dad decided he wanted to go back to Nam and rack up some more medals for his chest and got himself killed. He ended up with three purple hearts and at least one of everything that marines could get short of the medal of honor. Yes I'm a little bitter still after all these years that he chose to go get himself killed rather than be with his family but that's not what this post is about.

Mom got sick with cancer a few months later and so I went to live with my aunt and cousins for a couple of years. Miraculously Mom went into remission and eventually was completely cured which was rare in those days. So when I was 12 I got to go back and live with my Mom again. She hadn't seen me in nearly two years and she was in for a bit of a shock but then so was I.

Mom had lost a lot of weight and her hair was completely gone. I had grown a few inches and my hair had gone from being a military buzz cut style to over a foot long, nearly to the middle of my back. You should have seen the look on our faces when we looked at each other. She couldn't keep her hands off my hair. She didn't have any of her own for the longest time so she lived vicariously through me. She put it up in curlers (my hair was somewhat wavy, light blonde and curled a bit at the ends.) blow dried it, braided it, put it up in a bun, pony tail, pig tails, pretty much every conceivable way you could play with hair she played with mine. I missed my mom terribly and all this hair play was for me an excuse to experience some wholesome physical affection I had missed since my mom got sick. My mom probably felt the same but I could tell she just missed having hair to do stuff with so she did stuff with mine. It took about a year for her hair to grow back out again and look fairly normal. In that year my hair grew another six inches and our daily hair play continued.

By the time I was 16 Mom had graduated from cosmetology school, had long since grown back her own mane of blond hair and no longer needed a substitute head of hair to play with but continued anyways. It was 1976 and my hair was longer than anyone else's in my high school and that included the girls. It had been six years since I had my last hair cut and it was down to my butt. Mom regularly put my hair in a French braid which had evolved out of just a single braid. My classmates had just gotten so used to seeing me always with the long hair that nearly any way my hair was didn't phase anyone. I had definitely made up for all those years in my early youth forced to endure military hair style and ridicule for same.

At my HS graduation I had my hair in a French braid again but by this time my hair was nearly at knee level. Also by this time my classmates had started to call me Rapunzel or occasionally Mr. Rapunzel.

I had one girlfriend in high school and like my mom, she loved playing with my hair. I was a bit embarrassed the first time she put my hair in pigtails at school but after some ribbing pretty much nobody seemed to notice too much and I found pigtails a little more comfortable than a single pony tail due to there being a little less weight on each pigtail.

My girlfriend and I parted ways at graduation, I went to art school and she wanted to be an English teacher so we went to different schools. At art school I met my future wife. I knew she was the one when she sat down next to me in watercolor class on the first day and was all over my French braid telling me how sexy I was and brave I was wearing such a feminine style. To me it was just a convenient and comfortable style to keep my hair back and together. She kept wrapping it around her arm and burying her face in it so I figured I would ask her out. Four years later we got married. She joked about how I should be the one to wear the wedding dress since I had the hair for it. Her read hair was waist length and has been ever since.

I keep my hair in a bun these days and it has quite a bit of grey in it but I still have not had it cut since I was 10 and that is 44 years now. It takes forever to clean but my wife and daughters don't seem to mind helping.

The only thing I have regretted is waiting until ten to grow it out.   

Well, MicHB, I've never worn a plastic headband, but it seems like a good idea. They can create a very smooth fairly formal look and keep hair out of your face well. I think they've got quite a few over in the Hair Boutique Marketplace. I may stroll over there and pick one up (disclaimer: this was not a deliberate plug!).

While I was dating my future wife, I fell in love with her hair and everything associated with it. I loved her side combs. She would have either one side or both sides pulled back. On her next birthday, I gave her a box of tort hair accessories including side combs, a banana barrette, barrettes, and a headband with the little comb teeth under the edges. Perhaps, I was being too forward. I told her to open it on birthday because I had to go back to college. I was kind of relieved. I was shaking so bad. I was afraid so would have thought I was some kind of nut. While studying for an exam on seventeenth century literature, she called me on the phone. I broke into a sweat but she said she was overjoyed. That was my first encounter. TO shorten this message, that led to me eventually letting my hair grow when we were married and placing side combs in my hair up on the side like she did. That led to combs with a high ponytail with a coms on the side as well as one under the pony. That led to barrettes and then to plastic headbands with teeth pulled back tight in conditioned hair. It gives it a tiny comb look. In any case, we would go places and work out in the yard having matching accessories. I eventually bought some of the things myself. This is true today. There seems no barriers between my wife and I. She get angry if I don't wear them very often. I am blessed.

Hi, I have thorougly enjoyed reading this post and I must say I commend all the ladies and guys soo much that enjoy embracing femininity :) I, myself, have been given feminine makeovers plenty of times and each one has been fantastic. I loved wearing dresses and getting beautiful makeup done and having my long hair done in bouncy curls and high ponytails and pigtails :) I have actually been transitioning from a male to a female and I can now fully enjoy being girly all the time and i love it :) My boyfriend is growing his hair long and I love doing cute styles on him. If anyone would like to pm or ask anything please do? much love :)

   


Edited by hi_crossy - January 04 2015 at 1:22pm

  


Edited by hi_crossy - January 04 2015 at 1:23pm

This is amazing! I've never really felt the urge to post before but this topic fascinates me. I always used to go on to my girlfriend about how much I loved her hair to the extent that she encouraged me to keep growing mine. For a long time I refused to let her enjoyment of styling my hair become something that I would be willing to indulge in public but that changed two weeks ago when she persuaded me to go out with it in a ponytail tied with a ribbon. I was petrified at the prospect but it was absolutely great and I suspect now there will be no barrier to any kind of do in the future! 

Heya !! Question to girl who like long hair or SO .... low long do you like it ? Shoulder, BSL, Waist, Super Long .........

Would you like them to help in dressing your hair up ? .... Do they like doing it ?

I have learnt bunch of styles and play her Hair Stylist role .... not cutting ... but can do may hair dos and styling - curls, blow dry and mini trims

Omigod – hairbows?? Really? That’s so cute!

 Thanks so much for your response, it’s really helpful. I’m not sure how far we want to take this but it’s tons of fun to think about doing him in ‘girly dos’. I’m so pleased to hear there’s other gals that like styling their man’s hair. I hope you don’t mind if I pepper you with questions!

 

1.      So did he agree to all that, or did you have to do some “convincing”? Has he always had long hair or did you get him started growing it out?

2.      What kind of rollers do y’all use? How often do you curl his hair?

3.      What’s a “messy updo”? Was he in guys’ clothes for the wedding?

4.      You have to tell me about the hairbows. Does he really wear them in public?

 

As for us, I’m still getting TJ used to the idea of women’s hairstyling. Luckily I have a super stylist and she’s really encouraging him to be bold. The other day we were going out to the market and to run some errands and I put him in braided pigtails and I said Pleease and batted my eyelashes and he wore them out …. & the world didn’t come to an end, and he wore it that way the rest of the day. Progress!