Confession: I’ve been thinking a lot about hair. I don’t know why.
It could be for joy at the new-blown fuzz covering my sister’s head. It might be remembering a little 5-year-old I met, who grew hers out long to donate to Wigs for Kids. It could be that I just tried out a new veil pattern that left my family dubious and my friends howling. It was shaped like a stingray and looked like a cross between Injun Joe and the Pioneer Mama. I really liked it. It could be that…
(But I’m not leading up to a treatise on the head covering. So sorry to disappoint.)
I’m curious—what do you think about the hair of a lady? And more specifically, about your own? If you could use three words to describe it (or your wife’s–I have to put this in so my coonskin-cap-wearing friend Merle knows he can join the conversation) what would they be? Don’t be shy now.
You may post anonymously if you wish, using your age in place of a name. I might know who you are, but I promise not to tell. Example:
Long, straight, boring
Silky, classy, gorgeous
Short, silver, low-maintenance
Blonde, curly, pain-in-the-neck
Can you tell me? Nothing you say will be used against you. I promise.