Hatin’ on my hair again…
Back to struggling with the style – you know, when you have more bad hair days than good…
It feels thinner, flatter, but that could be due to having the wrong cut, and it hasn’t helped that I keep pulling out these
or worse, these
Those bad boys (texturizing scissors) should require a LICENSE to buy – like guns – because they can be deadly in the wrong hands (like mine).
Maybe that’s why I feel like I have less hair?
I’m seeing more of this
speckled around my head – I love metallics, but not loving the silver hairs (I pluck them when I can…).
I saw a hairstyle in church that I liked – it was shorter and layered, but the sides were longer, kind of like this
but shorter. I can’t do this long of layers, my hair isn’t thick enough.
Today I had the urge to correct my hair – clean up the non-style, maybe add a few highlights to brighten it up. I dialed up the hair salon, and sure enough, my girl wasn’t working. This is where I get into trouble – almost a sure bet that I’d come home and pull these out
But guess what happened? I dropped off a couple quarts of Caromal Colours texture base coat to a client and go figure, she is a hairdresser! We chatted up hair a bit, and next thing you know I have an appointment for tomorrow.
I hope she can set my head on track to a fresher style… Pam, if you’re reading? just don’t cut me too short!