Confession of a frustrated female: because it's been four weeks since I last saw my stylist, I've been plagued by bad hair days. I couldn't be more hair challenged if I were the Easter Bunny on disability.
My hair is short. As soon as the messy look was in style,I thought I'd found hirsute heaven on earth. I didn't realize the messy look required styling. Obviously, shake and go is a shaggy dog story.
My husband claims his receding hairline makes him the one who's hair challenged. That's not challenged. For a man that's blessed. Less hair means less work. Besides, Yul Brynner and Sean Connery have proved bald is sexy.
Let's face it, men look attractive when disheveled or windblown. Women look - in mirrors.
For me looking in a stylist's mirror is like looking at a magic show. Stylists tussle my hair in one direction and then the other. Right before my eyes it goes from stringy to styled.
Instead of magic wands, they use combs, brushes and blow dryers. The end result is as much a trick of hand as it is a new style. After all, what woman can create the same illusion at home?
Holding a dryer in one hand and trying to control a hair brush with the other hand is like trying to simultaneously pat your head and rub your tummy. I won't let a stylist use a blow dryer on my hair. For me all hair dryers should carry the warning, "Don't try this at home".
Coloring, perms, straighteners and extensions can make hair do all sorts of tricks. Unfortunately, mine is best at playing dead.
My locks have been colored, frosted, streaked and highlighted. They've been long and short, layered and bobbed. Oh, and they've been permed too. Maybe it's because I grew up in New England; but if you don't like my hair style, just wait a minute.
I've had lots of styles, but I've never had the courage to tell stylists I don't like their creations. I look in the mirror and say to myself it's not me - which is another way of saying it's time for a new magician.
Hopefully, that's all in the past. I've been going to the same stylist for two years and I think he finally understands me and my challenges. I'm sure the handicap parking space in front of his salon is for me. |
