We are in a bit of a heat wave here. So much so that I have not straightened my hair in a week. I just can't bring myself to do it in this heat. Plus, with all this going to the pool and thick humidity, I'd just have to re-straighten it over and over.
My curls are kinda freaking some people out that have never seen them before. On Sunday, a man came up to me and said "Somebody has been to the beauty parlor!".
Beauty parlor?? Who calls it that? That's where my grandmothers would go every week to get their hair done.
My confused reaction to his statement caused him to say, "you know, you got one of those permanents on your hair". Um, no.
That just brings back memories of my horrid hair from the 80's. Yes, I got perms in the '80s... that was before my hair and I hit puberty. It took me a while to realize that my hair had changed and that it wasn't the "perm that wouldn't go away".
It's not a perm. It's called laziness. So lazy that it is overstating my usual disdain for my curly hair.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I call my hairstyle "Laziness"
Posted by Courtney at 9:43 PM
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You don't know me but I found your blog in a round about way and it made me laugh out loud so I occasionally check it. I went to App and knew Mike from my youth worker days.
I think we must have the same hair story. My 7th grade perm never "grew out." I will say that three children later my hair is no longer curly but rather unattractively wavey. It does require me to wear a hat at all times and in all places at the beach.
Keep making me laugh. Lisa
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