My friend Jenny Two Times tested the bounds of my love for her yesterday when she posted a photo on Facebook. This photo:
You can understand why she might very well be cut out of the circle of trust, no? Hello! LOOK AT ME! Wait! Don’t! It might burn your eyeballs.
The comment section of this photo goes something like this:
Me: You want me to hurt you. I see that now. HA HA HA HA! I am amazed I had a boyfriend. THAT IS THE WORST HAIR STYLE IN THE HISTORY OF THE UNIVERSE OF HAIR.
Her: We were possibly drunk here :}
Me: Being drunk does not excuse my hair. I was sober (though grief-stricken) when I did that to my hair.
Tomato: HA. I threatened, and Jenny followed through!!!!!!!* It hurts how hard that perm makes me laugh.
Her: Oh there are more…do I dare post them????
Me: I swear if you post the crazy clown one of me I might disown you.**
Tomato: I think I need to hook up my scanner…
Me: It’s like you guys don’t love me.
Tomato: Oh it’s total love. Andrew thought something was wrong with me because I was laughing so hard.
I will admit that seeing that photo made me laugh until I cried. It’s just so hideous and ridiculous. It was a horrible time in my life. My father had just died. I went to get a body wave in my hair and the hair stylist (using that term lightly) used the smallest rollers on the face of the planet. When I questioned her about it, she shrugged it off saying it would loosen.
I basically wore a beanie on my head for weeks until I was able to get it professionally straightened. How there are photos of me with my hair actually showing is beyond me. But at least we can all laugh about it now.
* He actually did threaten to post perm photos on FB of me just last week. Jenny Two Times totally did his dirty work!
** And NO you cannot see the photo of me closely resembling a crazy clown.