Thought my hair had reached the critical mass of boredom so, went to the salon for a new look. People are busy streaking, colouring and straightening. I hate colouring or streaking . So, the lady had no other option but to suggest that I perm it. (As I already have straight, may I also add silky hair?) Took the appointment and there I was sitting gleefully with the image of Kamal Sidhu conjured up on my mind. I was all set to have those lovely curls. Ask any lady who has cried over threading or waxing what motivates them to sit through the entire process? Beauty of course silly!! I am no different. I sat through the stinking chemicals. The lady applied some three four kinds of liquids, rolled my hair, blow dried it washed it, applied something again, washed it, blow dried it and God knows what? Sometimes it hurt too but when asked I replied, ”No, it is ok” Everything was ok as long as I could have THE look. After enduring all that and shelling out a bomb, Ladies and Gentlemen, teng tereng!!!!!
This is Medusa pounding the keyboard. The lady had said it is going to last for six months. I feel suicidal.