Today, someone was praising me for being so low maintenance, particularly in regards to my hair.
That’s the most ridiculous thing that I have heard this year.
I am anything but low maintenance when it comes to my hair, really. I spend an obscene amount of money on my hair. Obscene! My hairdresser is not cheap. No SuperCuts for me. No. I go see Dave, Mr. Wonder-Hair-Dude. Cut and color every eight weeks. Don’t even get me started on product. Next month, Dave’s going to pick me up a new hair dryer, $80 wholesale. I also spend an inordinate amount of time “doing” my hair. When you add up washing, conditioning, drying, ironing, clipping, tying, braiding, and what not. Also, you can’t forget the time I spend futzing: the readjusting, re-tying, smoothing, pulling, twisting, tucking, etc. Does that sound low maintenance to you?
So, yeah, this guy starts going off about how great he thinks it is that I left the house without doing anything to my hair. And I’m floored!
After all is said and done, all of that is apparently for naught, and I still walk out the door looking unkempt.
Why even bother with bathing?
Current mood: annoyed