i officially hate my hair...

(... but i'll keep it, thank you.)

so here's the deal. while in england, i couldn't use my straitening iron, because they have different circuits than we do, and i wasn't going to buy a converter just to do my hair. so i reasoned then.

but then i had this unbelievably puffy hair most of the time i was there!!!! i mean... think... 1970 hair. okay. so that was bad. but then i did something incredibly stupid. i thought, i'll cut my bangs. maybe that will make my hair look better.

right. now i looked like john lennon with red hair.

so i got a little frustrated with it. then... we got home and i went to bed and the next day i got up and.... voila!!! perfect hair. no stupid straightening iron -- nothing.

just... perfect hair. oh, well, i had put the hideous bangs up with a barette; becasuse i do not carry the fringe look well. at all. i just look like i got stuck in 1975. who was that singer? Edie? i looked like her.

but i complain about this mop, but i really wouldn't want to lose it you know. nov. was breast cancer awareness month, and that, along with other cancers, affects many people. there are many amazing women who are survivors of cancer that have lost their hair in the struggle against cancer, and so really, i am very lucky to be healthy and have all my hair. i shouldn't complain at all.

so i really don't hate it. but it does seem like it has a mind of its own sometimes.