I generally love my hair and on most normal days it loves me back. So logically, Sunday must have been anything but normal. For one, it ended up in a lot of my hair lying on the floor without me attached at the right end.
It is not like I have a bad hair-cut history though. Hair cuts from age 4 (that is as far back as I can remember)to age 15 involved one-stool-with-white-sheet affairs. No fancy parlors with big shiny mirrors for me. No sir! Daddy used to lug me and sister to the local mustache trimmer and ask him to chop it all off as closely as possible (yes, you are absolutely right, there were lots of times when we were mistaken for a pair of particularly cute looking boys, specially given my mom's penchant for dressing us in corduroys).
But all this stopped when I decided to boycott hair cuts all together at the ripe age of 16. So it grew on and on till age 20 when once again I decided to shear it. Off went my knee length hair, to the background of my mother's tears and my glee and separated me from the oily plait for ever.
It was all bouncy curls, long loops, etc etc until last Sunday when I decided to see what noodle sticks would look like. After much youtubeing and googling for technique, there I was with a new pink Philips hair dryer in my right and a just-off-the-rack round brush in the left, newly acquired full length mirror in front and hope in my heart.
The first few seconds were fine. Round brush through wet hair, pink dryer on medium heat. Except, the brush decided it liked my hair a bit too much for my own good and curled up snug against my ear. One gentle tug, a couple more stronger ones and countless panicky pulls, twists and groans later, I recognized the inevitable - it was more tangled in my hair than a kitten gone berserk.
I hemmed an I hawed and finally had to lop it off with a pair of scissors. I finally did have my noodle sticks, except they where confined to a thankfully small portion behind my ear and horribly short compared to the rest of my hair. Horrible to the extend of almost 12 inches!
So if you now think I look like a wet puppy in profile it might be unwise to wonder what happened and possibly even fatal to ask me next becuase, pssssst... they are still looking for the last one who did exactly that.
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