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.