Wednesday, 25 March 2009
the fro is gone
temporarily i hope. my son straightened my hair today and i think i made the wrong decision. i wanted a change you see. i have a big birthday coming up and i'm going through my second or maybe third midlife crisis. it's flat as a tack. no really it is. imagine a head full of unruly curls needing a hair cut and now it's very flat and almost straight. there's still a bit of a kink/wave. sort of. you should have seen us. my friend diana told me to put flour in the mix and as she's a hairdresser i did. omg. what a mess. stuff went on ok and sort of dried into a hard shiny helmet. then to wash that off and neutralize. more rinsing and then leave on 'curl enhancer'. yucky stuff. it was in a glass vial so imagine what was in that. we nearly passed out from the fumes of the first mix so had to go outside. this afternoon i got it cut and at a new hairdresser to boot. he's vietnamese and was really very good except that he used those thinning scissor things at the end and the last time i had that done it was a disaster. when i was a teenager in the swinging 60s i always wanted long, blonde, straight hair like mary travers from peter, paul and mary. they were very big in the 60s, trust me. of course i have short, dark and curly hair. why do we always want what we can not have and/or do not have? oh well, at least it will grow out. I HOPE!!!!