I've now remembered some of the things I don't like about moving. Biggest irritation besides being broke? MY HAIR IS *UTTERLY, TOTALLY, COMPLETELY, AND DISRESPECTFULLY-LAUGHS-IN-MY-CONTORTED-WITH-BEWILDERMENT-FACE* UNMANAGABLE!
None of this moderately managable shit. Oh ho ho That is for babies and people who have hard water. I have now remembered that every time I move it takes a few weeks for my body to adjust to the hardness of water. Huh huh, hard. The first 3 days I was on cloud 9 - all hopping in the shower, smothering my face in the soft water goodness that seemed to eminate from my very walls. Like an arabian dream. It's now a week later and my hair has finished purging the vile mineral grodyness that was the aftermath of the relationship it had with the water at my old apartment.
I'm not fucking around - we're code red here people. It is ground zero in my bathroom and there will be some serious shit going down. I am having a hair-mergency and am BEGGING FOR HELP IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM!!! My hair is soft and fluffy and completely ridiculous. I look like I belong in That 70's Show.
Hello everyone. I'm Margaret. And I am a 26 year old woman unable to manage her hair.
Seriously people, what do I do? Anyone have any ideas for managing hair freed from the shackles that's hard water? I'm thinking a haircut is going to have to suffice for now. I'm also thinking if I get it colored that the damage done should significantly fuck it up for at least 2-3 months. And I'm definitely going lighter and instructing the stylist to let the chemicals do that thing they do an extra 15 minutes to reek extra havoc.
Ugh. I'm going to take a shower. You may just find me checking myself in to the Aveda Clinic for professional intervention for help with my fucked up relationship with my hair.
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I don't know what's funnier, that you notice the difference that the water makes on your hair
or that you actually used *grody* in a sentence that wasn't a parody of valley-girls or about the 80's
That's just grody to the max.