Probably the only good thing I can say about having curly hair is that I know what the weather is going to be like for the day within moments of stumbling from my bed in the morning and peering at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.
For example, when I awoke today, and was greeted by an image scowling back at me which looked much like this:
I knew it was going to be humid and rainy all day. Which means that my hair will be beaten and tortured into submission until it resembles something like this:
For example, when I awoke today, and was greeted by an image scowling back at me which looked much like this:
I knew it was going to be humid and rainy all day. Which means that my hair will be beaten and tortured into submission until it resembles something like this:
**I'll also be sporting the Kristin Stewart pout**
Moral of the story: much as you should never trust a thin chef, you should never believe a bald weatherman.
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