hell hath no fury -or- LIVID

i got a terrible HORRIFIC haircut.

really. it’s bad. lots of layers all different lengths.

bad.

it needs to stop. it needs to be over. ASAP.

spizville. tell me WTF can i go to get this fixed.

it looks like i am wearing an animal pelt on my head. i know this is not an exaggeration because when i related this sentiment to arielle and rachel and brian they all laughed and SAID YES IT ACTUALLY DOES RESEMBLE AN ANIMAL PELT.

it’s so badly non-uniformly cut i can’t even put it up with out it looking janky (again i know this is true based on arielle and rachels reaction when i pulled it back in a ponytail and one chunk on the right just fell down in my face, and only the right side the left side was all long enough to stay in the elastic)

what’s the big deal, you say? why not just wait it out and let it grow into something more managable?

let’s not forget where i come from folks. muslim ladies take great pride in their hair. especially when they chose not to cover it with a headscarf. this is another instilled family thing (much like shoez). my very lady hood is in peril here. shit’s serious.

please.

please tell me where to go, or send some dough. i am collecting funds to have stinky’s lady at bumble and bumble fix it.

seriously. i accept cash and personal checks.

and no if i see you I WILL NOT SHOW YOU. don’t even bother asking to see it, or trying to console me in any way. just give me the name and number of a salon that you recommend. or a plane ticket and scheduled appointment downtown.

there is only some much laughter directed at my face i can handle.

i

am

too

angry

to

spellcheck.

uff.