Adventures in Hair

[gothwalk]

I'm taking a day off for relaxation purposes, and also for purposes of catching up on some phone calls that seem to need to be made in office hours outside lunchtime. I hear that some people find the whole shower, do stuff with hair, dry hair, yada thing to be relaxing. I like showers, so I figured I'd give the rest a go, when I have the house to myself, and nobody's likely to wander in and be scarred for life by the sight of a naked hairy man crouching over a hairdryer. The sensations are nice. The smells are nice. The blow-drying thing, while it still sounds a bit obscene to me, feels nice, as long as I remember that my depth perception without glasses sucks, and don't stab myself in the forehead with the comb, or worse, the eye. However. Drying your hair with hot air probably works very well for people with straight hair. Mine is not straight; it's best described as frizz, and very curly if I really bully it. The hair dryer works well for the curls, but it does something else too. It adds volume. My hair, gods help us all, does not need volume. At this moment in time, I most closely resemble an 80s rocker puppet by Jim Henson. I could also find part time theatre work as the small barky thing in The Dark Crystal, if I was small and barky. But there's definitely a muppet theme here.

Comments

[malinaldarose.livejournal.com]

It's always best not to poke yourself in the forehead with an eye.

I always have trouble blow drying my hair -- about 3" shy of waist length, wavy enough to be frizzy but not curly, and lately, full of split ends and breakage, which is why I'm contemplating having it cut back nearly to my shoulders and starting over. The last few days, I've just braided it while it was wet, then taken the braid down the next morning and combed (not brushed) it so that it was crinkly for the day.