I was lucky enough to have a haircut the weekend before we were locked down. But let's face it that was about 6 weeks ago now. I'm beginning to look like a scarecrow. I'm not one to spend hours on hair and make-up (more like 2 minutes) so if I'm saying that I look like a scarecrow just imagine how bad it really is.
I'm unfortunate enough to have thin hair, but lots of it - so when it grows it sort of goes up and out. I'm desperate for the 80's hair fashions to come back because then I'm going to have a great hair day - every day, but until then...
With no date for hairdressers to re-open I decided to invest in a hair cutting kit. It came with thinning shears - with which I was very excited. I mean how much damage can you do with something that doesn't actually cut all the hair?
So I decided to attack my fringe. Now this is something I do all the time - with any old pair of scissors and it usually does the job until my next hair appointment. So armed with my thinning shears I went to the bathroom to give myself a makeover.
End result - not great. Despite the fact there were only about 3 hairs in the sink after I'd done my fringe I ended up with something about an inch long - the sort of thing you'd do to a friend when they'd passed out drunk - as a laugh (or is that just me)?
Coming back downstairs my husband gave me a bemused look. 'It looks terrible doesn't it' I said, 'it's fine' he replied (we all know what that means). My son however was more honest taking one look at me he just started laughing.
I think perhaps it's a good thing we can't go out much right now. Goodness only knows what I'll look like by the time this is over. I will get the last laugh though - as it's my son's turn for a haircut next!
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