Finding a hairdresser is like ...
well, like gambling ...
spinning a roulette wheel
betting at the race track
buying a lottery ticket
Rarely do I win, most times I loose.
Just too many bad bad memories as a child.
I have this sort of thick wavy curly hair that seems to have never been in style.
Except maybe when I was 3.
As far back as I can remember, we have constantly fought
My hair and I
Way too much trauma
and drama
when for picture day
in fourth grade
this was as good as it was going to get.
So sad.
Wish me luck today!
As Always,
Hairdresser Hater
missing the mom gene
