And this is why I spend ungodly sums of money to have my hair cut. Cutting curly hair is no picnic. And I hate having bangs because they glom into one big curl in the center of my forehead. Every time. So what do they always do? Cut these giant Charlie's Angels feathered bang. "Just blow them out straight like this." Okay. First of all, eeeeew! Second, in under 20 minutes they'll be curled again. Guaranteed.
So for years my mom cut my hair. She's a perfectionist, so when I tell her to cut 2" straight across the bottom to take care of split ends I know that she will do exactly that.
But about two years ago or so she convinced me to start seeing someone at the local Gene Juarez. And even then I made Ryan go first! (He has curly hair, too.) Sure it costs me $45 a pop. But I also don't look like a refugee from 1976.
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