I know I've said this before, and I'll probably say it countless times in the future as well, but I hate shopping.
What with Pujo round the corner, as well as sundry occasions coming up in the extended family as well as friend circle, shopping has been something of a priority for the past few weeks. And with barely a week to go for Pujo, I am as usual scrambling to get things ready in time.
If I have to go shopping, however, I like it to be focused - I go knowing exactly what I need to buy, find it, and exit. Unfortunately, this doesn't always work, especially since my idea of a good buy is never in keeping with what is in "fashion". Tell me, are fashions made with complete and utter discomfort kept in mind?
Getting my hair cut is always a fairly traumatic experience. As readers of this blog will know, my hair is the one thing about myself that I am actually vain about. And every time I see those inches of hair falling to the ground, I swear, a little piece of me dies. However, sheer boredom with my current style finally demanded that I agree to shortening my hair by at least three inches, and so, the deed was done yesterday. I also decided to get it nicely set in curls for the family function last evening; alas, my hair is so freakin' gorgeously straight that the curls open up within an hour.
On another note, why does everyone in a hair salon have such weird hairstyles? With the spikes and the strange colours? Is it compulsory to take advantage of the services their workplace offer, or are they trying to advertise their services. Because I gotta tell you, if it's the latter, it's not working. In any salon I've ever been to.
2 comments:
I've noticed this as well... hairdressers have usually got the ugliest hair. Our neighbour is a hairdresser and her whole family looks like that, right down to the grandmother... bleached hair that doesn't go with their complexion and then these weird outlandish cuts. But we get our hair cut for free.
Haha, hairdressers with weird hairstyles are one of those things we all notice and wonder about, but sort of come to take for granted!
And as far as shopping goes, let me get a little ghetto here and say - I feel ya, sistah.
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