A brief moment of vanity
So, I really hate to say this, but I'm going to.
I'm awesome.
Before you start in with your throes of: "No you're not, dude, don't lie!" let me tell you why.
It's because when I have good hair days, I have really good hair days. I thought that today was going to be a complete wash because the heat index is 105 and it's super-humid out. I didn't have a lot of time to dry my waist-lengthish golden caramel tresses this morning, for two reasons:
#1: We changed our hours at work to 8:00 instead of 8:30, losing 30 minutes of my eat-breakfast-dry-hair routine, because God forbid I get out of bed before 7:15, and,
#2: The five minutes I did spend drying my hair left me with almost no change and really sweaty. Yes, I've heard of A/C, but I've also heard of cheap power bills.
So, with those things in mind, I thought it was going to be a ho-hum-hair-looks-like-crap Monday.
This is not how it happened, though. I have banana curls (as my momma called them when I was little) swinging mid-back, and it's not frizzy hair at all, which was a risk when I left it the way I did today. Normally, the banana curls happen after a few squirts of my Paul Mitchell's Round Trip and about 15 minutes with my diffuser on low... otherwise, I turn into Bohémienne. My coworker (the zealous receptionist) calls my hair 'princess hair' ... and if that doesn't flutter my peacock feathers, I don't know what will.
So, yes. Forgive my vanity, but I had to share. Today, I am slightly more awesome than yesterday.
I would love to hear about your peacock strutting as well. Please add in your comments.
I'm awesome.
Before you start in with your throes of: "No you're not, dude, don't lie!" let me tell you why.
It's because when I have good hair days, I have really good hair days. I thought that today was going to be a complete wash because the heat index is 105 and it's super-humid out. I didn't have a lot of time to dry my waist-lengthish golden caramel tresses this morning, for two reasons:
#1: We changed our hours at work to 8:00 instead of 8:30, losing 30 minutes of my eat-breakfast-dry-hair routine, because God forbid I get out of bed before 7:15, and,
#2: The five minutes I did spend drying my hair left me with almost no change and really sweaty. Yes, I've heard of A/C, but I've also heard of cheap power bills.
So, with those things in mind, I thought it was going to be a ho-hum-hair-looks-like-crap Monday.
This is not how it happened, though. I have banana curls (as my momma called them when I was little) swinging mid-back, and it's not frizzy hair at all, which was a risk when I left it the way I did today. Normally, the banana curls happen after a few squirts of my Paul Mitchell's Round Trip and about 15 minutes with my diffuser on low... otherwise, I turn into Bohémienne. My coworker (the zealous receptionist) calls my hair 'princess hair' ... and if that doesn't flutter my peacock feathers, I don't know what will.
So, yes. Forgive my vanity, but I had to share. Today, I am slightly more awesome than yesterday.
I would love to hear about your peacock strutting as well. Please add in your comments.