The thing about my hair
I waited for a very long time before looking for a stylist in San Francisco. I hesitated due to finances and, due to fear. I’ve more or less feared every hair cut I’ve ever scheduled. There were times in the past when I did have a trusty stylist I could rely on and, still even then I would hesitate and clutch the phone in my hand for hours pondering canceling every appointment I ever had. Then, there were the straightening years; which I liked. But straight was expensive and controversial. There’s the camp that loved the straight and the camp that believed in some tree-hugging, hippie free love way that I should be happy with what god gave me. I don’t care what you say or what anyone else says; I wanted what I couldn’t have. I am insecure about my hair, my butt, my chin, my freckles and many, many other things. I want and liked what I couldn’t have. I really like my hair straight.
It was a year since my last hair cut. My hair was the longest it had been since I gave birth to my son in 1992. Beautiful as it was so reported by many others; its was a huge hassle. It was heavy, it is frizzy and well this IS San Francisco. Nothing is worse on a mane of natural curls than San Francisco other than say; A long wet winter in Portland Oregon. Wearing it from day to day in a braid, in a bun, in a side-ponytail and in a convertible became as stressful as choosing which red bra to wear each day.
There is as teeny little shop in my neighborhood. A teeny shop Called “Tom’s Beautiful Sexy Hair”. A shop that screams “Oh my god I’m gay but I’ll love you’re hair just the same.” I worried about the cost because this city isn’t cheap for drinking, for food, for shoes or, for hair. I had to save up for a month for the lowest tiered cost; because they have three tiers and it starts at 65 bucks. I was convinced to go to Tom’s Beautiful Sexy Hair when I learned that they had a gaggle of Boston’s Terriers running the shop. I consider 65 bucks a good value for hair love and puppy love all in one place. Its like a massage with a happy ending without but without the STD.
