I love the “big” look. I lust for shine, bounce, and volume. Unfortunately, given my "situation" (baldish), I've come to realize any hair dream is pretty much impossible. (And yes, I've tried the bumpit. Doesn't work for me, ladies. Oh, and just an FYI. If you have nice hair? I hate you. Don't take it personally.)
What’s a girl to do? You work with what you’ve got. Bald spot and, you know, everything. Take this weekend, for example. I was feeling all, like really good about myself. Figuring out a way to kind of pin your hair half up, and give the illusion of fullness, can truly contribute to a girl’s self-worth. The Husband kept looking at me, inquisitively.
The Husband: Hmm...your hair looks...poufy.
Me: What’s that supposed to mean?
The Husband: I don’t mean anything. It’s just looks...poufy.
Me: Glare.
This same irritating conversation repeated itself, intermittently, throughout the day. Annoying. Jam a bobby pin through your eye frustrating, really.
It wasn’t until later on in the night that The Husband realized his source of unease with my style. Apparently, it seemed I resembled this guy.
That’s right, Gary Oldman from “Dracula”. An old. Male. Vampire.
Just a heads up. I’m clearly living the dream here, folks.
*Photo from here
**No image of me is available, due to a massive switch in hair strategy





