Leimamo’s post about having her hair straightened made me think back of my hair history. For the past oh… 10 years it’s been long, all one length, straight and brown. Ahem, except when I was 20 and got my first sorta real job (not fast food). I had my hair cut to just above my shoulders and when the Supercuts stylist was almost finished I asked “Can you give me bangs?” mmm… Bad Idea! She gave me bangs, cut to the middle of my forehead. I cried and cried!
But that wasn’t as bad as the short, boyish, pixie cut I had for what seemed to be my entire childhood. My childhood hair memories consist of my mom chasing me with the scissors. I was like her own little Beauty Head Doll with hair that actually grew back! Sorry Mom, I love you! Actually we did fun hair stuff too, like home perms that took forever and never lasted more than 3 weeks. Using Sun-In until my hair was blonde - a nice contrast against my black eyebrows… Nice, too when it was so damaged from the color and perms that we had to let it grow out. So in one high school photo the top half of my head is brunette and the bottom blonde. Later in high school I wanted to have Manic Panic bright red hair. I wasn’t allowed to use Manic Panic (too punky for my parents taste) so I used Henna instead which I kind of liked the effect of.
I used to color my mom’s hair for her too. Sometimes she’d get the little cap with the holes in it, the one that you pull the hair through with the crochet hook thingy. That was fun. Or the paint on highlights. To this day, my mom has her hair colored and cut often. She’s brave! She’s a teacher, a wonderful kindergarten teacher but I still wonder if maybe she should have went to beauty school!
I think all of this is why I’m terrified to have my hair cut. I get it cut every year or two to get rid of split ends. I know I should do it more often, every six weeks is recommended right? The few times that I have had more than a few inches cut off, I feel depressed. I’m not saying that my hair is ALL THAT but I do receive a lot of compliments on it, more than any other physical feature, so it’s very important to my self confidence.
I would like to do something a little bit different with it. Like layers or something. Like my cartoon avatar girl, she has cute hair!
Since we moved to Hawaii, we have new hair issues, like UKUS. I think it took a year to finally get rid of these lovely little creatures. I probably could have paid for an interisland trip with the $$$ I spent on various chemical and home remedies. We used Rid, Walmart brand Rid, Long’s Brand Rid, Nix (which finally did the trick), Olive Oil, Vinegar, Tea Tree Oil, Mayonnaise (that was sick), Robi Comb (a motorized comb that supposedly catches and zaps the ukus), every single lice comb sold in the store, hair color (after I read the haircolor chemicals might kill them and my daughter ended up red hair, hee hee), on and on. To top it off, my best friend came to visit from California and went home with her own little crawling souvenir. Knock on wood, they’re gone, hopefully for good. They are kind of cute after a while, I wouldn’t say I miss them though.
Loren
