My hair is the bain of my existance. It used to feel like these great tangly curly. Long, brown, like a rusted halo (although I'm sure my halo, if I wore one would be shiny because I am so sweet and naive). Anyway, it is just this nasty tangle of frizzy stuff on top of my head. I'm going to get it colored (hopefully tomorrow). A nice re with some good darker red highlights. Then perhapse Sue will have an idea of what else to do with it. I'm at a loss. I think I will grow it back out long again. Then if it still is out of control, who knows. Maybe I will just go back to the style I had in the 80's, pictured to the left. Big banga and a perm rocked!! What do you think. I need B to scan in a few pictures of me. My hair was cooperating that day, thank goodness because we taped the dance show I am in for promo purposes. It is a really cheesy children's theatre show. We are starting to learn a cabaret dance now. I lie it much better. I take belly dance to learn how to shake it not to entertain children. I do that all day!! Love you all, talk to you soon.
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altoid:
Hope you are doing great. I got bored of not being able to look at this site ... Instead, I'd walk around and pull up CNN or something. Not quite the same....
malon:
hehe eighties hair is good. I was still under the mother's control then and somehow ended up with a silky smooth pageboy Now I sympathise cos I get the frizz thing too. John Frieda is my God at the mo