- Reaction score
- 148
I remember back in college when i was diffusing. Was petrified of getting my hair WET
in front of people, in the pool, sweating, or not wearing a hat in winter and having to
"comb" it at class.
I developed a pretty early phobia-like procedure of having to shampoo my hair anytime
it got out of place, because it seemed like that was the only way to make it look normal.
WIND never bothered me in those early days, but damn that sucker was taking a VENGEANCE
on me later. After i started corporate work it was two disasters waiting to happen
1. walking in downtown seattle during the lunch hour with a co-worker wearing a shirt and tie
and having that sh*t blow everywhere. Oh.......and trying not to act like it bothered me
2. Standing in line at a movie with a date on a friday night and the wind kicking up
For that matter
3. Being shampooed and exit the car to walk to the girls door, and damn if that wind didnt
kick up and blow my combover in the precise wrong direction.
in front of people, in the pool, sweating, or not wearing a hat in winter and having to
"comb" it at class.
I developed a pretty early phobia-like procedure of having to shampoo my hair anytime
it got out of place, because it seemed like that was the only way to make it look normal.
WIND never bothered me in those early days, but damn that sucker was taking a VENGEANCE
on me later. After i started corporate work it was two disasters waiting to happen
1. walking in downtown seattle during the lunch hour with a co-worker wearing a shirt and tie
and having that sh*t blow everywhere. Oh.......and trying not to act like it bothered me
2. Standing in line at a movie with a date on a friday night and the wind kicking up
For that matter
3. Being shampooed and exit the car to walk to the girls door, and damn if that wind didnt
kick up and blow my combover in the precise wrong direction.