For the first 34 years of my life I had straight hair. Straight. The late 80s and early to mid-90s don’t count because of the perm craze I went through.
This is how you’ve known me for the longest time – a little longer here, a little shorter there, but this is pretty much it.
Over the past year or so, my hair has done something totally on its own. This is me this morning. I have an appointment at 3 for something to get done.
I don’t mind the wave/slightly curly look and would love to have lucious curls, but I don’t. I have nagging waves that sometimes want to curl, but it’s on my hair’s whim. Humidity so works against me and its getting harder to straighten when I blow it dry.
Oh, wait…Did I tell you it’s only in the front? Suh-weet, huh?
Will let you know what I decide to do with it because I know you’re all on the edge of your seats.