Letters to Luthien

Letters to My Future Bride

In Anticipation of…Hair

Dear Darling,

What’s the first thing you notice in a guy?

Is it his smile? His height or weight? His style, his manner of walk, or his eyes?

For me it’s hair. It’s not the only thing, but since I can safely say that 80%-90% of what I notice right off is what’s going on above the neck, hair is a big deal.

Maybe it sounds like a weird thing to dwell on, but I don’t care, I’ll say it anyway. It’s one of the first things I notice about a woman, any woman. Maybe because it says so much about you.

If you dye it, does it mean you’re less content with the way you are? Or always wanting to change? If you cut it short, is it because you don’t want to be bothered with maintenance, or you’re not comfortable being a feminine?

Hair is such a crown for women…it mystifies me that so many of them hack, crop and cut it so short.

Of course, there may be any of a thousand reasons why you have it short, or dye it, or whatever. I’m not criticizing. We all have our preferences about appearance, and this is one of mine; hair long and wonderful for me to adore. To have license to run my hands through it, to come up behind you and breathe in the fragrance you use (some off-brand conditioner you couldn’t name to save your life could quickly become the scent of adoration), to caress it against my face.

I can brush it for you sometimes, if you like. Maybe you can even teach me how to help you put it up.

I already know it’s going to be beautiful. I wonder what will it look like when I first see you. Will you have it put up? Will you let it down to blow freely in the wind? Will I even remember? You know there’s nothing quite so attractive as a woman letting her hair down, nor yet, a woman whose hair dances in the golden splendor of sunset.

I used to think I had a preference on the color. Such a trivial matter in the end, really. I’m partial to darker, richer colors like black or dark brown. But if you’ve blonde or auburn hair, what does it matter? I’m good with just about any of them. (Depending on the blonde, it tends to be overused nowadays.) Curly or straight? Again, when it comes to our actual meeting, the matter will be too trivial to care, but I always liked the straight and smooth look better.

You will pardon me my dear, and I don’t mean this suggestively in the slightest, but I can see me “petting” you a great deal in our early months. When finding a treasure after such a long search, any man would keep it nearby, and sometimes reach out just to touch and remind himself it’s still there. How much more would I not reach out to cradle the beautiful head of my bride against my chest, and stroke your curls softly as you close your eyes, snuggle in to the warmth and listen to my heart beat or my voice reverberating through my chest. Your hair is just one of a thousand charms that make you so unique and wonderful…one of a thousand simple questions that remain unanswered in your absence…one of a thousand traits whose discovery I’m anticipating.

Love you dear.


April 10, 2012 Posted by | Anticipation, Wonderfully You | 2 Comments