Ok, time to admit it. I got a perm. Ok, I said it, I feel much better now. Imagine I have been so traumatized by this simple decision for weeks before and a few days after…. As I was growing up I always had the straightest hair, pin straight, and flat. So Mom gave me a series of not so good home perms, trying to give my hair some body. No perm really ever made me happy all I wanted was naturally curly hair.
So year later, after having uber-short hair for years I decided to grow it out. Mostly for Dan – short hair is so easy to deal with. Anyhow it grew back in half curly - half straight. OK, now what? No matter what I did it didn’t look good. After about a year of prodding I let my hairdresser talk me into getting the top permed to “match.”
The first few days it was out of control, and I was scared. I didn’t tell anyone I knew, if fact I saw Kier in town right after it was finished. But I was too chicken to yell out and get his attention. Now a week later it’s mellowed a bit and is starting to look nice. I even updated my picture online. We’ll just have to see from here. If it sucks – I’m shaving it off!!
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