A woman's hair, it's no big deal right?
|If your hair is no big deal, then clearly you aren't doing it right.|
A bad hair cut now and then is just a part of life.
|Clearly, you've had one before and lived to B*!ch about it.|
I suffered in silence with a bad cut all through the holidays.
|"I DO wish she'd stop greeting everyone with 'Happy Hair-do-Days? Not for me!'"|
So finally decided to go to a new place and get a new do for the new year.
It came well recommended (which later turned into, oh, yeah, I don't think of the girls who did my hair are still there). At first glance, every stylist's hair was bad. Not weird or wacky. I like weird and wacky. I like people who dare with their hair.
|A long standing tradition in the women in my family.|
But in truth, a lot of really good stylists have bad hair. So I sat down in the chair, showed them a picture of Emma Thompson and shut my eyes.
|Emma, I ain't. But then, I wasn't working with the same set of tools to as her to begin with.|
Don't hate it, don't love, love, love, love it. Which, in the long, sometimes antagonistic, sometimes almost accepting, always contentious relationship with my hair, isn't bad at all.