Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Hair

I cut my hair - two and half inches -- and got the grays shined up and blow dried and straightened.

Hasn't been one person I've seen today who hasn't noticed. Hasn't been one person who saw me and didn't mention how nice my hair looked. Not one.

I can take no credit of course; this blow dry is the work of someone else. I could never do this myself. But what lies beneath all these luscious comment? It's the fact that I usually look like a hot mess.

I know.

Today was a good day, a good hair day at least.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

God I love a good hair day. It's better than drugs.