So one day you decided that you were going to head down to the hairdresser and get the most rebellious haircut you could think of....the dreaded bob.
And yes as much as you feel you have made the right choice, as you watch the chirpy hair attendant chewing her gum and blowing the stuff probably directly into you hair, you sit there without complaint watching her cut chucks of your gorgeous, perfect hair out and throw it carelessly on the floor.
You look at those chucks, devoid of any life, no colour and no shine and suddenly out of the blue you hear a scream "NOOO!" and you look down thinking you had gone mad and the hair had finally decided to put up a fight. Thank God you hadn't gone insane! Across the room you see an angry lady stand up with some hideously ugly do and storm out. You take a deep gulp and look into the mirror, a perfect mockery, that's all you see.
The idea of change had suddenly backfired and unlike the other women, you are polite, you pay the hair attendant and walk out, bracing yourself for the walk of shame...
And yes as much as you feel you have made the right choice, as you watch the chirpy hair attendant chewing her gum and blowing the stuff probably directly into you hair, you sit there without complaint watching her cut chucks of your gorgeous, perfect hair out and throw it carelessly on the floor.
You look at those chucks, devoid of any life, no colour and no shine and suddenly out of the blue you hear a scream "NOOO!" and you look down thinking you had gone mad and the hair had finally decided to put up a fight. Thank God you hadn't gone insane! Across the room you see an angry lady stand up with some hideously ugly do and storm out. You take a deep gulp and look into the mirror, a perfect mockery, that's all you see.
The idea of change had suddenly backfired and unlike the other women, you are polite, you pay the hair attendant and walk out, bracing yourself for the walk of shame...
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