Oh dear. I just went to my wonderful hairstylist to get a perm, but instead I got a crimp.
I can’t say she didn’t warn me. I’ve been wanting a perm for like three years, and she’s been firm in not offering to do it. But something happened last time I got my hair done and she broke down. Again, she warned me, but I was stubborn. What I WANTED was waves. What I GOT was a crimp. I’ve taken pictures because I think such things should be documented. Oh, and in case you’re wondering, this whole experience has me laughing at the hilarity of the whole thing, and no, I wasn’t charged for the perm. My hairstylist was horrified, while I sat there giggling at how funny I looked. First I will present you with a picture of me and my normal hair:
(I was trying on wedding dresses, which is why the look on my face is so doofy.) This is my hair if I haven’t straightened it and I’ve just let it dry. It’s not straight, it’s not curly, it’s just meh. What you can’t see from here is that my hair’s actually fairly frizzy. I DO NOT have hair that looks nice when I do nothing. And that’s what I wanted: hair I could wash, put a little mousse in, and be done. I’m feeling a little like Eve or Pandora.
Are you ready? It’s hard to take pictures of yourself, but I did my best. I present to you the proof of my horrific hairdo:
ACK! Who IS that frizzy lady?
This is the back. The crimpy crimpy back.
And finally, a close up.
Lest you think this is the worst thing I’ve ever done, it’s not. I dyed my hair black when I was a senior in high school weeks, WEEKS, before senior pictures. I wasn’t rebelling, I just thought it would look cool against my pale skin.
Okay, your turn. Tell me your hair mistakes.