| | today I lose my innocence; tomorrow, my hair One of my co-workers from last summer has pseudo-naked pictures of himself and talks about how much he jacks off on his blog. Why'd I even look it up? Why didn't I just stop at the stuff about the RenFest and Dungeons & Dragons and be content that I was never going back to the architecture firm in Bethesda again? No. I just had to be curious. I am shamed.
In other news, I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. My mother is taking me to some hairdresser in Largo she sold a house to and promises that I can finally find my "identity," because my current 'fro makes me look like I am in the '70's. (Excuse me while I find a trash can to throw up in.) I've never had my hair straightened before. It's a very complicated issue for various reasons, such as a) the damage you're inflicting on your hair or b) the possibility it will look like that really fay waiter at Plato's Diner I saw who straightened his hair and, of course c) the perceived rejection of my African roots by caving into European standards of beauty by changing my naturally nappy hair.
It would be funny if I could straighten my hair to make the scene-kid bangs so I'd look like Emo Dan over there on the left, like a whole "outside matching the inside" thing. So shallow, you'll say. Perhaps. But I'll try anything once, and it might be fun to have White People Hair if only until the next time it rains. (Black People Hair, if chemically straightened, turns nappy again when wet.)
What a silly discussion to be having with myself. I guess I'll just go to the hairdresser tomorrow and see what happens.
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| | Posted 11/23/2006 11:58 PM - 1 view - 0 comments
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