when you glance at the mirror in your bathroom at 8:00 a.m, still with soaking wet hair slung up in a knot, and then don't look in another mirror again until 1:00 p.m.
(after you've walked six blocks in the blazing heat, sat through a 20 minute ride on a crowded El train, and absentmindedly fiddled with your hair for five hours while at your desk.)
yikes.
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That's funny. :) Since I chopped all my hair off, it's been much easier to deal with (especially in this heat). I recommend it!
Yeah, right now I seem to end/start every day with what I call "troll doll hair" - wild tangled hair that actually eats your hand if you try to untangle it.
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