No-Stress Tresses

I like having hair. I have never known what to do with it. I credit the females in my clan for this. All, each of them, every one, has tresses, I’d say. They have natural waves and sheens and abundance I do not. I admire what I cannot have.

My Mom believed we could do with a little experimentation in the hair department. She put scotch tape on the bangs part and the ends, then cut. For the better part of youth, I resembled a football player. We tried a permanent in 5th grade and I rather enjoyed the crazed lunatic look.

I tried growing my hair long and it was insulted. I tried finger-fluffing my hair and looked like I forgot to wake up. I submitted to a stylist whose solution was what she called “a Pixie” and I called a crew cut.

My hair and I have come to terms. I don’t ask it to grow or flip or extend or curl or pouf. I don’t wish it different or better or other than it is. Other things warrant attention and my hair seems relieved to be left alone.

 

 

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About Mrs. Fitz

Hello! I'm Michele Fitzpatrick, a Chicago writer. Like our town, a work in progress. As a journalist, teacher and writing coach I think all of us live our stories and sharing them creates moments that remind us we're connected. And that is enough.
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1 Response to No-Stress Tresses

  1. Sandy Moore says:

    Love No Stress Tresses Michele. Also enjoyed the Safe Haven video. Thanks!

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