Tress Salvation for the Follicle-Challenged

They say your hair is your crowning glory. In my case, it is my crowing mediocrity. In order to compensate, I’ve had it every color under the sun; rust to champagne to Elvira black. I’ve had it pixie short, and bum- length. In the 80’s, I rocked bad perms for a little body. And sometimes I would wear it up sometimes, but mostly down. I did that early 90’s bang poof/swoop. In high school when the look was all long and no bangs, I was the first girl to just chop all of it off into a bob. It was easy cutting my long, shiny but limp anorexic tresses because it’s not the same as cutting off a real thick mane of hair. I didn’t have too much to lose! Currently, I’m maintaining an asymmetrical bob in strawberry blond. Gotta keep creative, you know?

As you can imagine, all of the dying is hard on the hair. (At least perms are not “in” anymore! Let’s hope it stays that way.) And while I’ve perfected polishing whatever cut I have with blow-drying and styling, I never truly have -and never will have- knock-‘em dead hair. My baby-fine tresses can only look so good.

And I must admit: I have hair envy. I notice everyone’s hair. I sometimes play this game where I silently choose who I would trade hair with in a filled room. I inevitable choose some girl who has dark brown or black thick, wavy-but-not-course, hair. Once in awhile I’ll choose red hair or blond if someone has the perfect texture and look in that color.( I’m talking Mary Kate Olen/ Drew Barrymore blond; thick, sort of ropey loose waves. For the red, an only slightly little kinkier wave can be amazing. All of this is a striking contrast to my limp hair that is not even hip enough to be called either wavy or straight. Oh- the injustice of nature!

I had long ago given in and accepted that no matter what, at the end of the day, I would never have thick, gorgeous, flowing hair. But that never stopped me from wanting it; wanting to feel I had beautiful hair. And frankly, my poor hair is tired of being dyed 8 different colors in 12 months. I’m sick of wanting bangs, and then cutting them, and then regretting. So why shouldn’t I just buy a wig? I can have the freedom to go from black to blond without harsh bleaches and ammonia. I can have Barbie-thick hair with what people can only describe as “oomph”. I will feel the thickness of a long Jessica Simpson ilk skim across my back as I move across a room. I will have a Madonna circa “Vogue” ponytail in black that makes me feel like an Amazonian queen at the next art show. I will have soft, cascading ginger-caramel curls flowing over my proud shoulders as I lean against the bar. I will rock all the hair I’ve ever dreamed of. And so should you. Don’t let nature cheat you out of what it feels like to have that movie-star hair. All the celebrities do it too; from wigs to extensions to pre-formed updo’s. All that hair is not really theirs, but it can be yours!

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