Wednesday, October 20, 2010


Oh, I wish.... via Refinery 29
I have unmanageable hair.  It falls to my waist, thick, curly, tangled hair that isn’t quite brown and isn’t quite red and isn’t quite blonde.  It puffs up when brushed, somehow gets oily and dry at the same time, and forms into dreadlocks if left unsupervised for half an hour.  Every so often I think about cutting it short, but it would just turn into a messy light-brown mop of ringlets.  I mean, I guess it makes a statement, right?
            When I was thirteen I had a boyfriend who said that his favorite thing about me was my hair.  The relationship didn’t last long.  

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