Showing posts with label bad hair day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad hair day. Show all posts

Friday, December 17, 2010

While My Hair Dries...

Why does it take so long for my hair to dry enough to style it? I've yet to find the perfect thing to occupy me while it air dries. I don't like to use the blow dryer on my hair too often because it tends to dry it out. So, I decided to hop on blogger this morning while my wet curls surround my scalp and the furnace pulls out the moisture.

So, you knew when you clicked on this blog title that you'd be reading about hair. Women are so fickle when it comes to our hair. We use all kinds of chemicals, curling irons, dryers, hot rollers, perms, straighteners, tints, and so much more just to make our hair look "better."

Why? Why are we not satisfied with what God gave us? I have a dear friend who has beautiful curly hair. It is thick and luxurious with a "just permed" curl. I love it. She hates it. She likes to get her hair straightened. I suppose if my hair were curly all the time, I might want to know what it would feel like to have my hair move around my shoulders. But, since my hair doesn't look like the models on television when it is straight, I try to compensate by occasionally getting a perm. Then I hate it. I can't do anything with it. The top doesn't blend with the rest because the top of my hair doesn't take a perm well.

So, here I sit writing a nonsense blog while I wait for my curls to dry enough to style.

What about you? Are you ever satisfied with your hair?

Friday, July 10, 2009

What If It Isn't A Bad Hair Day...But Just Bad Hair?

If I were a man, I could shave my head and not worry. People would adore my shiny skull. Hey, it would go well with my hoop earrings, and maybe I could get one of those nose rings, too! Of course, it would mean having to shave every day. That would be a downfall. What if I cut my head in the process? They should make bandaids with bling. I mean, a bright, shiny gem would hide the blood and also show that I am a female.

But, since I don't have the guts to shave my head, I must deal with what God gave me. Hair. Hair that doesn't know what I want it to do. I've tried curly perms, loose perms, straight, color, short locks, medium locks, and long locks. Doesn't matter. It all looks the same...boring!!

For the past couple of days, I've used a large brush to blow dry. Result: hair that looks like it has never seen a conditioner...ever! Straw!!

Before, I used a smaller brush. Takes a long time and hair may not look like straw, but it looks as if it's never been styled. A mess of nothing.

I've tried letting it dry au naturale and it looks like I just got out of bed and forgot to comb it.

What's a gal to do?

I'm heading (pun intended) to a new hairdresser on Saturday. I don't know what to tell her to do with my hair. I want a style. A style that's me! What if me is nothing but a boring mess of (gasp) straw!

Maybe I should color my hair. When I did, it sure was easier to style. It had body and shine. Since I've let it go natural, it is so baby fine and uncontrollable that I can't do a thing with it. (Yeah, cliche intended).

I'm going to spend the day stressing over what to tell the hairdresser. Short? or Trim? I'm frightened. Very frightened...

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