I am strangely moved by Kaz’s latest post (well it was when I wrote this) to talk about my hair, because I live up to my hair. It’s mad, bad, uncontrollable, indecisive, unreliable and doesn’t know where it’s going or even where it’s been.
We have always led quite independent lives. It does exactly what it pleases despite any amount of time, energy and money I throw at it and I have all but given up on it.
Days go by without me giving it a thought or indeed a brush.
I get out of the shower and ignore it much as it ignores me.
I think it went into revenge mode when as a child my mother cut out the knots rather than drag a comb through it.
A kind person would call it naturally curly a less kind one would call a gardener.
But, over the years I have learned some tricks for those with a bad hair life.
- long hair is easier to keep than short because once it’s over a certain length you can catch it and tie it up. And although you get escapees during the day, most of it is still in one place at bed time.
- work with men. Women at work don’t like messy hair, men love it. The more you look like you’ve been romping in the sack the more they do as you say. Long messy hair will get you promoted before neat and prim.
- do not waste money on heated rollers, straighteners, anything – they will only get depressed and so will you because they don’t work.
- don’t bother with what hairdressers these days euphemistically call ‘products’. They don’t work on demented hair either.
- use industrial type bungees and lots of grips if you want to pin it up.
- lots of grips
- more than that even
- be glad you’re not a balding man
- see it could be worse!
