Case in point, I needed a haircut. My hairdresser is fabulous and I love her dearly, but, her prices have steadily increased over the years. I truly believe she is worth every penny, but, we are also counting every penny these days. So, I decided to stretch my dollar a bit by going to a Great Clips for my much needed do. I figured that if I could go to a chain hair salon every other hair cut, than I wouldn't feel so guilty each time that I went to my regular hairdresser for some pampering.
My heart was in the right place. My wallet was in the right place. My vanity, however, is now in the wrong place. It is currently in the toilet.
I have been scalped.
And realize, this comes from a short-hair loving, loves to feel the wind on the back of my neck kind of girl. Normally, my do is a bit short and choppy. When I spend the time to style it, it resembles a fresh from bed, messy and tousled look. Perfect for when I actually just jump out of bed and go without doing my hair!
In essence, perfect for my busy mommy lifestyle.
But now, now my hair is as short as Halle Berry's hair when she had her super short cut. And, the problems with that cut on my head are obvious. A) I am not Halle Berry, and therefore, can not pull off her hair and B) I resemble a shaved schnauzer. The combination is not pretty. Not pretty, my friends.
And, if I did not believe my own vanity-loving eyes, there were always the words of my brutally
honest daughter to set me straight.
When Ab hopped in the car after school, her eyes instantly widened while the words flew from her mouth without censor. "Maaa-ommmmm!" she said, dragging out my name for emphasis. "What did you do to your hair? It is sooooo ugly!"
That's just what your bruised-vanity, scalped mother needed to hear.