Bad hair day… from the archives

baby elephantI know I shouldn’t go to bed with damp hair, but honestly, at that time of night who wants to faff around with a hairdryer? I had been determined to get a shower after work, one way or the other, dreaming of luxuriant, scented steam. As usual, though, it turned out to be ‘the other’ as I stomped into the bathroom late at night, while the computer rebooted itself for the n’th time and set the water running. A quick scrub and with hair still dripping, I was back at my desk before the PC  had chance to cough and splutter again.

waddeson 061I rolled into bed an hour or so later, barely even acknowledging the damp locks I had simply brushed back and left to dry. The regrets manifested this morning as I looked in the mirror at the small haystack of curls that has been christened the ‘thirty bullock bush’ in deference to its capacity for sheltering a small bovine herd beneath its madness.

Weymouth (3)I have been growing my hair for a while. I liked it short; practical, but quite limiting, but I sort of like it long too. Once upon a time it was very long, until one of my sons’ girlfriends offered to trim it, failing to take into account the nature of curls. Especially wet ones. She herself had lovely straight hair… but curls have a mind of their own and i ended up very short. Then there was the time I was simply so down I couldn’t be bothered and cut the lot with the meat shears. Surprisingly, it turned out rather well and I kept it short after that for years.

Weymouth (5)That morning, however, I looked in the mirror with narrowed eyes. No time to do anything with it. I scraped it back, wondering if there was enough for a pony tail yet? Well, maybe a very small pony, sort of Shetland sized… Okay, more your eohippus really. Nevertheless, an elastic band being found in the bottom of the junk drawer produced a tidy result with a respectably flared ponytail.

north meeting 108By the time I’d made it to my son’s, the ponytail was more of a short ringlet, progressing rapidly through varying degrees of tightness to pig tail. Not a glossy bunch of shiny locks swinging in the sunshine, more your single tight curl… as in an actual pig’s tail. By the time I got home, it resembled nothing so much as a walnut stuck on the back of my head. I dragged the elastic off and let it go… you wouldn’t believe how wild it can look with no encouragement at all.

Weymouth (1)Which got me thinking…

I remember reading that ‘disorder is the child of authority and compulsion’ and I had, with some authority, compelled my hair to behave before going out that morning. The result was practical but not pretty and said hair had curled itself into a tightly wound ball that resembled neither its natural state nor the shape I had hoped for.

The pony tail had served a purpose, enforcing sobriety on the unruly locks, which, the moment they were released from bondage, simply went completely wild as if to protest their elasticated incarceration. And yet, this wildness is not how it should be either… left to its own devices without the intervention of hot air, tongs or the premature application of pillows, my hair dries itself neatly into something I would have paid good money for in the seventies. Its natural state is both more restrained and softer than anything I try and enforce, even though it may not conform to prevailing fashions.

Not unlike most people really.

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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39 Responses to Bad hair day… from the archives

  1. I keep mine long these days, though there are times when I’m tempted to have to cut. Then I remember the faff it is to keep it tidy as it develops a mind of it own. I liked it short when I had my perms though as it was a definite wash and go with no fuss at all, and I could just leave it to dry naturally. I had a good hairdresser then and she knew exactly how to cut my hair to get the best results.

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  2. Love the pics you chose🤣

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  3. Alli Templeton says:

    I love this, Sue. I could see all the taming efforts so well, and the animal pictures are a hilarious accompaniment, illustrating the point perfectly. I agree, being left to its natural devices is best, and I love the analogy with people. I looked like that penguin the other day. 😉

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  4. Mary Smith says:

    This made me laugh. Even though my hair is short and therefore easy to ‘manage’ it has recently decided it’s no longer going to conform.The parting, which has been in the same place for years has decided to move and a clump of hair on the left has decided it wants to be on the right and if not allowed to go there insists on sticking straight up like a sad punk. My hairdresser says it’s my age.

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  5. noelleg44 says:

    🙂 🙂 My problem is the opposite – straight flat hair that sticks out in all directions if I go to bed with damp hair.

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  6. memadtwo says:

    I envy my daughter’s hair (curly) and she envies mine (straight). Neither looks good when slept on wet though…(k)

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  7. I have crazy-curly hair too. Mind of it’s own? Absolutely! Nicely done, Sue. Gave me a chuckle. 🙂

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  9. Haha, Sue, this is so funny. Straight hair isn’t a barrel of laughs either.

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  10. Sadje says:

    I have had so many bad hair days that ultimately I have turned to getting keratin treatment. It lasts 6-8 months and absolutely no hassle for the first 5 months.

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  11. jenanita01 says:

    I have given up arguing with my hair, not much point really for it will always get its own back!
    I just avoid mirrors…

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  12. Dalo 2013 says:

    Great series of photos, Sue. Anyone who can take a series of photos and turn them into a flow of words is an artist I enjoy reading immensely ~ and this has such a perfect dose of humor on this late morning to put me in a good mood for the rest of the day 🙂 Cheers to a great day and week.

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  14. I sympathise – my hair and I have been at loggerheads throughout my life. I suspect there are goblin hairdressers who sneak in at night and give me a makeover of their own choosing.

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  15. dgkaye says:

    Lol Sue. I think we can all relate to at least one baddddd haircut. 🙂 I enjoyed the photos but was so anticipating one with you and a bad haircut, lol. ❤

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