Hairstyles (or lack thereof)
Four weeks and 1 day until I have open heart surgery...
I was born with naturally straight hair. And depending on the decade, this has been either the "in" thing or the dorky thing.
When I was a kid, straight hair was NOT the "in" thing. My mom also didn't like the straight hair. My sisters and I got Ogylvie Home Perms every 6 months or so. I can still smell the odor of the solution...
I need to preface my next paragraph by warning you that I'm a child of the 80's. The decade of big hair, short pouffy skirts, tight-rolled jeans, and glam rock.
I permed my hair. But not only did I perm my hair, but I spiral permed my hair. And if THAT wasn't bad enough, every day I woke up at 5:00 AM, dried my spiral-permed hair with my turbo hair dryer, and then proceeded to curl it with my spiral curling iron. Forty minutes and a half a can of hair spray later, I had artfully arranged my hair into what RobbieMax still calls the "Tri-State Poofter."
My last perm was in the summer of 1991 - the summer before my junior year of high school. It took over 3 years for my spiral perm to grow out. And I swore that I would never get a perm again.
Fast forward 15 years...
I have two hair dryers: one to dry my hair and one that has a brush on it that curls my hair. I used to use both every day.
About a month ago, it struck me: I will not be able to lift my arms to do my hair after my surgery. It will hurt too much.
One morning, I was pondering this as I was getting ready for work, when RobbieMax said, "Your hair is getting long." I responded by telling him that I was thinking about chopping it off. He asked why, and I told him that I wouldn't be able to do my hair after my surgery. RobbieMax then replied, "I'll do your hair." (Awwww...sweet, isn't he?)
But to avoid looking like my husband does my hair (no matter how sweet the offer), I have stopped doing my hair altogether, just to get used to it. And I've discovered that my hair has changed. It's got a natural wave now. I can let it completely air dry and it looks as though I got a soft perm and styled it. I used to hate those people who didn't have to do anything and their hair looked good. And I'm one of those people now! ("Don't hate me because I'm beautiful...")
So it turns out that I don't have to worry about doing my hair after my surgery. It doesn't need it. And vain though it may sound, I am very happy about this.
I'm signing off - my fabulous looking unstyled hair and I are going to watch a movie with RobbieMax. Have a great night!
I was born with naturally straight hair. And depending on the decade, this has been either the "in" thing or the dorky thing.
When I was a kid, straight hair was NOT the "in" thing. My mom also didn't like the straight hair. My sisters and I got Ogylvie Home Perms every 6 months or so. I can still smell the odor of the solution...
I need to preface my next paragraph by warning you that I'm a child of the 80's. The decade of big hair, short pouffy skirts, tight-rolled jeans, and glam rock.
I permed my hair. But not only did I perm my hair, but I spiral permed my hair. And if THAT wasn't bad enough, every day I woke up at 5:00 AM, dried my spiral-permed hair with my turbo hair dryer, and then proceeded to curl it with my spiral curling iron. Forty minutes and a half a can of hair spray later, I had artfully arranged my hair into what RobbieMax still calls the "Tri-State Poofter."
My last perm was in the summer of 1991 - the summer before my junior year of high school. It took over 3 years for my spiral perm to grow out. And I swore that I would never get a perm again.
Fast forward 15 years...
I have two hair dryers: one to dry my hair and one that has a brush on it that curls my hair. I used to use both every day.
About a month ago, it struck me: I will not be able to lift my arms to do my hair after my surgery. It will hurt too much.
One morning, I was pondering this as I was getting ready for work, when RobbieMax said, "Your hair is getting long." I responded by telling him that I was thinking about chopping it off. He asked why, and I told him that I wouldn't be able to do my hair after my surgery. RobbieMax then replied, "I'll do your hair." (Awwww...sweet, isn't he?)
But to avoid looking like my husband does my hair (no matter how sweet the offer), I have stopped doing my hair altogether, just to get used to it. And I've discovered that my hair has changed. It's got a natural wave now. I can let it completely air dry and it looks as though I got a soft perm and styled it. I used to hate those people who didn't have to do anything and their hair looked good. And I'm one of those people now! ("Don't hate me because I'm beautiful...")
So it turns out that I don't have to worry about doing my hair after my surgery. It doesn't need it. And vain though it may sound, I am very happy about this.
I'm signing off - my fabulous looking unstyled hair and I are going to watch a movie with RobbieMax. Have a great night!
posted by Julia Hart at
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