Accolady
March 1st, 2003, 02:37 PM
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Hubby wanted to go to a specialty fishing store in
Arkansas today, so we packed up and headed out
early this morning, crossing the state line to go shopping.
Last night, since my hair was still in a wet bun from
the morning, I took it down, let it air dry a bit and then
braided it into one single braid with a curler on the end,
securing with permanent tissue papers to make sure
the ends were smooth.
So we packed up this morning and guess what?
I left my funky braid and curler in until we got to the
big mall, because it was misty outside and if
I had taken my braid out, I would have lost all
the waves before hitting the third store.
When we arrived, I quickly ran into the public
restroom and even made Wub park so that I wouldn't have
to walk through the mall for all to see this funky getup on
my head. See the things we straighties will go through for
curls?
Anyhow. As I walked down the hall, I saw MEN'S ROOM and
FAMILY ROOM. Thinking that FAMILY meant women with kids,
I entered.
The toilets were in the wide open! No stalls. A kid potty.
A mommy potty. A baby changing table. I was freaked!
I locked the door and could not believe I had the entire bathroom to
myself with all these humongous mirrors!
It was like a dream come true. All to myself!
I took out my curler and braid, shaking it loose while bending
at the waist, and then since I was all alone in this giant bathroom,
I flipped my hair over my head like the rock stars do, and it was
so fun!
(simple minds are easily amused!) :D
So, then I pulled back the front in my pretty grapevine
barrette and proceeded into the mall with the family.
I really enjoyed that! I received so many compliments!
I was floating on a balloon all day from compliments, stares
and whispers!
You might think this is odd to enjoy it so much, but I hardly
ever wear my hair down in public, so this was a treat!
One older lady with a gorgeous and huge bun came up to me
and we had a wonderful conversation! She stated that she was
too old to have her hair down, and at the moment I thought she
meant for shopping purposes and that it would get in her
way. I kick myself in the butt for realizing what she really meant,
and I only wish I had caught what she meant right then.
I mean, this lady's hair was fantastic and healthy!
I now realize that she must have meant that she was too old
to have long hair in society's eyes. Oh, what an opportunity I missed
to tell her nooooo! Pith on those who say you are too old.
Too old for what? And why?
I received many wonderful compliments and had the time of my
life when I stopped by the Girl Scout Cookie table, which
turned into a scout gathering when one little girl yelled
in her adorable Arkansas accent "Look at her hair! Look at it!"
I bought four boxes of cookies, and as I left, all the little girls
were all running their hands down their own hair, talking and
giggling. How cute!
The most memorable was the lady wishing to compliment
me while her granddaughter loudly whispered "Grandma, no!"
The lady told me after we chatted for a bit that her granddaughter
was afraid I would think she was a stalker for following me into
the store. LOL
What a fun day!
I bought a nice barrette, two pair of hairsticks, a bunch
of makeup, perfume and when I got home, my new
peacock hairstick was in the mailbox!
Oh, what a great hair day, just wanted to share!
:)
Hubby wanted to go to a specialty fishing store in
Arkansas today, so we packed up and headed out
early this morning, crossing the state line to go shopping.
Last night, since my hair was still in a wet bun from
the morning, I took it down, let it air dry a bit and then
braided it into one single braid with a curler on the end,
securing with permanent tissue papers to make sure
the ends were smooth.
So we packed up this morning and guess what?
I left my funky braid and curler in until we got to the
big mall, because it was misty outside and if
I had taken my braid out, I would have lost all
the waves before hitting the third store.
When we arrived, I quickly ran into the public
restroom and even made Wub park so that I wouldn't have
to walk through the mall for all to see this funky getup on
my head. See the things we straighties will go through for
curls?
Anyhow. As I walked down the hall, I saw MEN'S ROOM and
FAMILY ROOM. Thinking that FAMILY meant women with kids,
I entered.
The toilets were in the wide open! No stalls. A kid potty.
A mommy potty. A baby changing table. I was freaked!
I locked the door and could not believe I had the entire bathroom to
myself with all these humongous mirrors!
It was like a dream come true. All to myself!
I took out my curler and braid, shaking it loose while bending
at the waist, and then since I was all alone in this giant bathroom,
I flipped my hair over my head like the rock stars do, and it was
so fun!
(simple minds are easily amused!) :D
So, then I pulled back the front in my pretty grapevine
barrette and proceeded into the mall with the family.
I really enjoyed that! I received so many compliments!
I was floating on a balloon all day from compliments, stares
and whispers!
You might think this is odd to enjoy it so much, but I hardly
ever wear my hair down in public, so this was a treat!
One older lady with a gorgeous and huge bun came up to me
and we had a wonderful conversation! She stated that she was
too old to have her hair down, and at the moment I thought she
meant for shopping purposes and that it would get in her
way. I kick myself in the butt for realizing what she really meant,
and I only wish I had caught what she meant right then.
I mean, this lady's hair was fantastic and healthy!
I now realize that she must have meant that she was too old
to have long hair in society's eyes. Oh, what an opportunity I missed
to tell her nooooo! Pith on those who say you are too old.
Too old for what? And why?
I received many wonderful compliments and had the time of my
life when I stopped by the Girl Scout Cookie table, which
turned into a scout gathering when one little girl yelled
in her adorable Arkansas accent "Look at her hair! Look at it!"
I bought four boxes of cookies, and as I left, all the little girls
were all running their hands down their own hair, talking and
giggling. How cute!
The most memorable was the lady wishing to compliment
me while her granddaughter loudly whispered "Grandma, no!"
The lady told me after we chatted for a bit that her granddaughter
was afraid I would think she was a stalker for following me into
the store. LOL
What a fun day!
I bought a nice barrette, two pair of hairsticks, a bunch
of makeup, perfume and when I got home, my new
peacock hairstick was in the mailbox!
Oh, what a great hair day, just wanted to share!
:)