Yesterday saw such a tropical wind-driven rain around here that people’s hairdos were all over the place.
My own hair, curly by nature anyway, was practically in the next county – EVEN THOUGH I had duly blown it dry and flat-ironed the daylights out of it, as is my custom.
The moisture in the air, driven by strong spring winds, was so extreme the TV reporters on scene all over the area were apologizing for their coifs. They looked like the utterly bedraggled news anchors in the first Batman movie, remember? After Jack Nicholson’s Joker poisons the makeup supply to give people that same frozen smirk he has? I don’t have a still image of the funny cameo when you see a pair in the days afterward, on camera without their usual buffing up, but let’s say they – and all of us yesterday – looked like Sofia Vergera on one of those mean ‘Celebrities WIth No Makeup’ sites:
(Hard to believe that even IS the hot Latin wife from Modern Family, huh? “Mahnny! Dj’you loook so haaaandsome!” )
When I got home last night my hair was so wildly tentacled I decided to do something new: I decided to stop fighting it. I put it in a few small rollers and 20 minutes later it looked like this.
I’m thinking of going with it. All these years I’ve had this curly hair, why NOT set it free at long last? I’m no Sofia Vergara to begin with and thank the good Lord for that.