12.23.09
Hair
I must have been a not-so-bright embryo because I seemed to have picked up all the wrong genes from my parents. Among many, is my hair. Mom has luscious black hair and Dad’s hair is naturally curly. I ended up having scarce incredibly soft(Dad’s) straight(Mom’s) hair.
As a result I perm my hair about every 8 months since 23 years old.
Today I did my routine perm but what I did differently was discard my horribly expensive hair-dresser and went for the one that Mary highly recommends.
He totally did something I didn’t want.
After we walked out of the salon
Mary–”He was really interested in me, but ever since I mentioned that I have a car and a store, he turned cold.”–”but one the other hand, I really like your hair.”
Me:–”I wanted big waves, not small curls…”
Gordo–”You know those aunties that shop in the wet market all wear their hair like this, right?”
>__<
After I got home I found out the jewelry cabinet I wanted has been delivered.
The year is drawing to an end and I have this usual big cleaning mood. The accessories need to be sorted out.
They are real cheap but they cling to me. The expensive ones all have found their way to leave me.
Thanks to Franny who recommends this box to me and Mira who bought it for me. Lol…