Hello new me
It is probably a consensus among women everywhere - unless you got a bad cut, you feel great after a trip to the hair salon. Although I feel the same way, I have to admit I overwhelmingly feel highly flammable.
I love going to the salon and getting pampered. Who doesn’t, right? When I leave the salon, I look and feel fierce. The hair looks great, the confidence is sky high and there is nothing that can stop this confidence boost, not even a gust of wind. They put in all the fancy products and make you look like you are ready to go out and party the rest of the night away. In an ideal world, this would easily be plausible – in my reality, the grocery store and piles of laundry await me. Isn’t that something to dress up for? I usually don’t, but when you look this good you have to go with flow.
In my normal daily routine I don’t:
A. Like using all the styling products, and
B. Replicate whatever they have created on my head since only half of it visible to me.
I blow-dry with my head upside-down and hope for the best. If it works out, wonderful, and if it doesn’t, a wonderful person invented a lovely thing called a hat a long time ago. Which means the confidence boost dwindles down as I have to style to my own hair with high expectations of what it used to look.
My first try at DIY styling turned out alright. I would brag about this, but this could all be luck.
