Just Another Hair Day

Hair. It's a funny thing, hair. Most people have it. Or did. What is funny is how everyone has an opinion about your hair. I'm guilty. I had strong opinions about Tina Turners hair. Loved it. Crystal Gales hair. Hated it. Donald Trumps hair. Clearly I don't understand. I am at a hair crossroads again. I have had more hair styles than birthdays. They include the Rick James, the Grace Jones and the Angela Davis. I've had the June Cleaver and the David Bowie. I have had my hair pressed, permed, straightened, dyed, bleached, twisted, dredded and 'froed. I've done the short hair thing for a decade and now I need a change. I have shaved my hair so many times, I have received a free pro wrestling membership. Now I want something softer and more versatile. So, here I am. My hair is growing out and right now it looks like Al Sharpton met the Fonz. Hair is an expensive hobby. I went to get some hand twists while I am in transition. That was $45.00. Mind you, I am used to paying $15.00 at the barber shop. Talk about inflation. Do what you want with your hair.