My husband expressed a bit of annoyance this morning when I started to put my straightened natural hair into an updo.
“Really, Char? You just gotta put it up?” He whined. Lol. He’d be mad if he knew I was busting him out like this. But seriously, he doesn’t see the point of me straightening my hair if I’m not going to showcase the length.
For starters, that’s NOT why I straightened it–showcasing the lenghth. Secondly, I know too much about the damage that can occur to long hair from rubbing on clothes, scarves, etc. during these cold winter months. Third, and most importantly, I loathe seeing strands of hair on my clothes. Makes me think–BREAKAGE–even when I know it’s not. Still I prefer those ends to be tucked away, straightened or not.
Nevertheless, for love’s sake, I conceded. Just for the day, though, so he better not enjoy! And he has, too. He couldn’t stop taking sneak peeks at me on the drive to work :))
Have you made hair sacrifices for you boo? When? What?