This morning was one of those mornings that I knew I should not have hit that snooze button one last time. I just hate being in what my husband and I call the “ultra jam mode.” I knew when I hit it for the fifth time I was pushing my luck.
I know this is going to sound crazy but if I don’t blow dry my hair within a small window of time and it begins to “air dry,” the whole “good hair day” will not happen. I just don’t feel like myself without my Rod Stewart “high hair.”
Okay, so no matter how many products I try to put on I just can’t get the look I like. “My day is ruined, my hair is too dry too blow dry.” Oh, and my bangs were acting crazy too, going in 8 million directions and kind of getting in my eyes. “Oh, I don’t have time to deal with this, I’m late,” so off I went to work feeling very uncomfortable in my skin.
So naturally, I pull out my small swiss army knife because I think “hey they have scissors on them. I then proceeded to trim my bangs which was “super hard” with these tiny scissors that were almost microscopic. I looked and felt very clumsy and got a lot of strange looks from my co-workers. “Jeez, it’s not like I was cutting my toenails or something.”
So at this point I’m feeling a little bit nostalgic wishing I had on my bellbottoms and desert boots because I sure looked like a throwback to the seventies.
And as anyone who knows me knows, I love any opportunity where I can showcase the famous family portrait of my sisters and I, check out our bangs. That’s me on the left and that is what I saw staring back at me in the mirror, “pretty scary, right?”
I really got a “bang” out of your story today. Next time, suffer the bad hair day and let a pro do the bangy thingy.
You crack me up…love the kid picture. You look about 10 or so. It is said that when you are 10 you were your most authentic self. No wonder you got nostalgic. Thanks for the laugh, the image of seeing you at work cutting your hair…I would love to work with you!
If you look closely at that ugly picture of you kids your bangs are straight!!! You all just didn’t know how to smile for the camera, and to think your father paid to have that picture taken. Horrible Mother’s Day gift.
I just love a good laugh first thing in the morning and that is just what you gave me so thank you so much.
Almost every day is a bad hair day for me, thanks to my frizzy hair…so I understand the pain…and the pic looks nice….not scary at all.
What a great post, Sandy! I have many hair days like that as well. I “try” not to wash my hair every day, but then I regret it after it’s too late for me to do anything about it! My mom chopped my hair off when I was little too. No one recognized me and they thouhght I was a boy! I’ll never forget that feeling.
wow sandy that was a throw back pic for sure love shelley
I completely understand the bad hair day….too funny!!
You just made me feel better about the hair cuts I endured as a child. Mom was a wonderful person but she couldn’t trim bangs worth anything.