Don't try to stop me. I'm getting something wispy.

Before we go further, something is happening with this front piece of my hair because: GAH! No, I will not deal with it.

I mentioned Friday we went to a Cuban place and as I browsed through reads yesterday, I saw that this nice couple also went to the same Cuban place on Friday night. At the end of the post the husband part of this coupling mentioned they ran into a couple at the restaurant. I was so excited we'd been at the same restaurant on a date I chimed in with a comment (and comments are something I rarely leave because I never have anything good to say other than, "OMG! Funny!" or "OMG! Sad!").

Then later that night Lauren emailed me to say, 'You were the couple we saw at the restaurant.'

And then I read her post today and I realized, my therapist must be shaking his head and looking at my charts and saying, 'I hope her insurance runs out because we can't exactly fix this. Gah. Why don't we just worry about that bang/no bangs issue instead?'

We all judge ourselves so harshly and if Lauren had come up to me I would have walked away saying to Logan, 'Great. Of all days to run into someone...look at me?' (Like the time someone spotted me at the grocery store before Christmas Eve when I'd worked out and cleaned the house all day and not taken a shower in over 24 hours? Perfect timing!)

I would have said that because I would have looked at Lauren and thought, "I wish I looked that good."

The only bright side to this story is that Lauren hates her new haircut and it looks (according to her) like a mushroom. She attempted to go to a salon downtown to have it fixed on that same Friday night. Does everyone remember the Hair Trauma of 2004? When I had a mushroom, a horrifying mushroom and in an attempt to fix it I created a horrifying hairstyle which defied explanation?

Thank God that salon didn't have room for Lauren on Friday night because not only did I chop my hair off to fix the mushroom and create an inexplicable mess, it also stopped growing for like six months because of the trauma. Heed My Warning The Insecure Amongst You!

And the salon she wanted to go to once destroyed my friend's hair and refused to fix it or refund her money and on another occasion butchered my eyebrows. Actually, they only butchered one of my eyebrows and, since only one of the eyebrows was ridiculous they offered to give me half my money back. Clearly they are not customer service oriented.

Here's to hoping therapy works. Quickly, since my insurance runs out on Tuesday.

Comments

[Rita Arens]

I love both sides of this conversation. And my hair looks just like yours most of the time. Short back, angled front. Looks different when tucked behind the ears. Is yours straight and fine?

[jennster]

this is the cutest shit ever! i love her post about seeing you and recognizing you and RUNNING FROM YOU! LOL
these are great!!!!!! too cute. i heart you both- you made me laugh!

[Meganann]

OMG! what a great post. Granted, I have never run into you, but I always end up feeling the same way when I meet someone on the street. Fat, frumpy, wrinkled, and weird haired.

Thanks for reminding us all that this appears to be a feminine universal. You and Lauren rock so hard for telling it like it is.

[ChristyD]

Wow! That's an amazing story. I agree, people are way too hard on themselves. BTW, after I saw your post about your hair, I thought about how much I WISH I could get away without bangs, but I have a high forehead that desperately needs to be hidden. So I'm envious that you can get away without them. I think your new cut is darling.

[chirky]

I like that both of you blogged about this - I loved reading both versions.

And after I finished reading them, I almost sighed, like, "Happily Ever After."

[mamaloo]

If you were in my city, I'd drive right over and fix it for you right now. (I'm a hairstylist)

[lastewie]

I so get this! I get down on myself not only because of the way I look, but also because of 9,000 other things about me I am afraid people won't like. I just wrote about it today, in fact.

[TeriLynn]

I love Cafe Havana so much it makes me want to cry. Tell me you had the arrepas. They are the true sign of God's love of mankind. Because you know what? I can HAVE them!

-miao.
PS: Your hair is fine. Cute, even. As usual!

[Melissa Summers]

I did have the arrepas and a mojito...you could have enjoyed my exact meal with me.

While wearing my pants.

[MonoCerdo]

A friend of mine who was going to cosmetology school once told me that they were given the horrifying instruction to cut people's hair based on how they were dressed that day. Clearly, this explains why I was always getting the "Looks Good With Sweatpants" coiffe. Now I try to go to every hair appointment looking like a rock star. Even if it's 9 a.m. on a Tuesday.

[Michelle_K]

I had almost exactly that same haircut about four years ago, and I was grievously dissatisfied with it, too. It just didn't carry the funk levels I was expecting and hoping for. Have you gone in for somethign wispy yet, or are you still trying to decide? Good luck, anywhich way. I think it would probably look really good if the hairdresser layered it in front, too, and shaped it in to your face. That long lock is a bit out-of-keeping with the rest of the cut.

Anymore, I cut my own hair, Fussy-Style. It allows me to slack off in the grooming department, and if I have a bad haircut, at least I didn't pay somebody to destroy my head.

[Miranda]

Thank you for sharing the name of that lovely Cuban place. I will have to either (1) persuade my husband that there is a life away from the sofa or (2) grab a girlfriend and check out that place.