Some Hair Story

When we were still together, I remember asking him (repeatedly) to cut his hair short because it would look better on him. But he wouldn’t cut it. “You sound like my mother,” he would tell me with a smile, and then drop the issue. He liked his hair long because it would save him a lot of gel, or so he would say.

Now, after not seeing or hearing from him in a almost a month, he sent me a photo of him. He shaved his head. And I don’t know why he showed me that picture. How did he want me to react? What did he want me to say?

As I look in the mirror, doing my early morning hair ritual (brushing my damp permed locks and putting light touches of styling cream), I am contemplating on showing him that I colored my hair orange. And that it doesn’t suit me. At all.


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