If I had it my way, I’d turn this blog right around and when we got home all I’d write about is my hair. And soup. And Friday Nights Lights fan fiction. And Dawson’s Creek…
Posts tagged hair
My musical memory starts in 1980 & other tales from the birthday playlist
Now that my hair is fixed (I swear to Ellen Willis that’s the last time I will mention it and if you got to the homepage of I Will Dare you can see it), I’m…
This is exactly why I stopped dating
First before I begin my long-winded tale of woe I have to tell you that even though I got a bad haircut something spectacular happened at the salon today. I saw a dude get a…
The Break-Up
Sometimes, when you least expect it, you will find yourself suddenly adrift, castoff by the one person you never plan on leaving your life unexpectedly. You like to think that five years together would earn…
A conversation about my hair
“Did you start taking vitamins or change vitamins or something?” Jenny, my beloved hair cutting waif asked. “Uh, no, why?” I asked as she chopped at my hair with something that looked like pinking shears….