The temptation to color is very high right now. Why couldn't this last color just stay in? My hair is plotting against me for all the torture I've put it through in the last three years. Awww. So I get a message on myspace from an OLD friend (Not really "old" but we've been friends for a while, we're only 25) yesterday with her number and the words "find a sitter for a couple hours tomorrow." I text her, results: Get together in Hanford today at 5.
I have to show up to see my high school friends with my hair looking like this:
WTF am I supposed to do with it. Most of them are moms now too so they should understand right, WRONG! None of them have let themselves go like I have. They remained the fashionistas they were way back when. I never was stylish in high school, but after eight years you'd think I'd grow up and get some sense in me right? We'll let them be the judges tonight, and I KNOW they will judge, it was in our nature back then and will probably always be a part of a females life. Someday my hair will regain some of its strength. Someday I WILL have normal looking hair, maybe even attractive. Someday I will be able to do this with it: 
Chances are by the time that happens, this trend will be long gone and the new "IT" do will be fried and over processed. Until then, I must go soak it in a mask of egg, mayonnaise, avocado and olive oil to help it (I hope) out a little on it's recovery.
Chances are by the time that happens, this trend will be long gone and the new "IT" do will be fried and over processed. Until then, I must go soak it in a mask of egg, mayonnaise, avocado and olive oil to help it (I hope) out a little on it's recovery.
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