some people like it
Here’s a bit of an update…
The other week I was in Toronto, and got caught in an impressive downpour. My hair was especially big and untamed, somewhat unusually so. I ended up biking and walking around with a mega frizz-ball for a head, and tried to avoid reflective surfaces so as not to be too frequently reminded of this fact. I was walking along Niagara St. when someone stopped their car, shouted, “I love your hair!” and drove away.
Hmm…
The moral of this story: some people like the big and untamed look. Maybe you should try it.
Possible moral number 2: maybe big, unruly hair isn’t something that we need to be so vigilant or self-conscious about.