…when your hair, like mine, has its own mind but inadequate body.
Hair has been a hairy issue for me throughout my life. Most recently, my closest friends have stopped hinting and have been outright brazen about my hairstyle, or should I say, the seeming lack of style of my hair. You see, just over three years ago, I had a really, really bad haircut. It was one of those RM15, “dry cut” affairs. The hairdresser took one look at my mop and declared: “Layered”. So it was to be. However, it was soon very clear that she was in distress; my tresses seemed to be resisting her best intentions.
The end result was ghastly. I looked as if the proverbial rat had gnawed away at my head. The hairdresser realized this, and very sheepishly admitted that she had totally misunderstood my hair. It is coarse, spring-like and utterly adamant (even adamantine)… not unlike me.
Since then, I have learnt to really appreciate a hairdresser/hairstylist who first runs her fingers through my hair, squash it, feel it, flip it and then tell me, point-blank what is or is not possible.
At a party recently, one of my dearest friends had the audacity to snatch off my hair band and refused to give it back to me the whole night. Suffice it to say that I was practically blind the whole time with my hair falling into my face like a thick curtain, obliterating all views. People just can’t understand! It’s not that I don’t want to look “hot”, it’s just that doing so just isn’t practical for me.
Why am I telling you all this? Well, it’s just a very round-a-bout way of me explaining why we have chosen to Focus on hair this issue… Have fun!
*For the full article please refer to Shape February 2012 Issue
