Friday, September 24, 2010

A Hair Dilemma

"Your hair! Your beautiful hair! Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty. My dear girl, there was no need of this. She doesn't look like my Jo any more, but I love her dearly for it!"
-Little Women, Louisa May Alcott

Today is the day.

If you are a regular reader here at the RTH Times you know where this post is headed.

And if you're not well here's the short version...well as short as it can be for me anyway.

I like my hair a LOT. Okay I like it more than a person probably should. I take care of it and it is my thing. When nothing else is right about my day, I can say that I have a good hair day. And that makes it totally worth it.

There is a reason, a rule of life as to why my hair looks so good.

I had a good stylist for 12 years. We had a relationship. She knew what my hair needed and what I needed.

I am moved states away and now that option is no longer available to me.

In all fairness, I haven't had an appointment until now because the means to do so have been low.

But in all reality, the reason I haven't had my hair done is because the blondes up North are more than lacking.

There is ONE blonde in my section at school.

And y'all know who that blonde is.

So obviously, I've no one to talk to about my situation.

Okay wait, I take that last part back. I met a girl today with my hair color and she told me what I needed to look for. God bless her. Like the Alabama song says,

"Oh I believe there are angels among us
Sent down to us from somewhere up above
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with a light of love

They wear so many faces
Show up in the strangest places
Grace us with thier mercy
In our time of need."

She told me what I needed to ask to determine whether or not she knew what she was doing.

I called my own stylist to confirm and girl was right.

And so I've reached a dilemma no respectable Southern girl should have to face.
(I told you my version would be a little longer than short, but that's just part of bein' from the South.)

I'm going to a hair stylist today that I've never met.

I will admit that she knew what she was talking about when I called her. I was impressed and quite frankly, relieved to hear she did.

But still the fact remains that I'm going to a stylist that I've never met before and I just wish that my mommy were here to hold my hand.

(Oh and for those of you who just read that line and said to your self, "she wants her mommy?" Seriously don't act like you wouldn't want your mommy too especially when your one beauty was involved. Plus mothers are a sacred institution in the South. So in laymen's terms, "Don't be talkin' bout my momma!")

Let's just pray that this goes as planned.

And the plan, in case you were wondering, is that I come out with hair like Marilyn but acting and dressing like Jackie.

I don't have a Plan B. At least, I'm not letting myself think about it.

Happy Friday.


Mrs. Potts said...

Happy Hair Day!! I am with you. It is too hard to find the right person. I used to drive 4.5 hours home to get my hair done because I'd had it butchered too many times.

Let us know how it turns out!

Gina said...

Good luck! You should post before and after pics!

brown eyed girl said...

Good luck!! I always want my mama when things go awry or "feel funny"!

Dittoing Gina, before and after pictures, please, and thank you!


Kara said...

Good luck! I hate changing "hair people", but have had to change twice in the past year and I just found out my new girl is prego!

Can't wait to see how it turns out!

Brittany said...

I want to see pics!!!

Lil' Woman said...

Good luck love! :)

Brittany Ann said...

WAIT A MINUTE. I NEED PICTURES STAT. WHAT HAPPENED? I can't believe I missed the big day. Stupid company had me distracted. I must get a preview, too!

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