There are only two things in this world that I’m really high-maintenance about.
One is, obviously, food (though I’m getting muuuuch better about it/more flexible/more adventurous/less high-maintenance) and the other — the more critical by far–is my hair.
And no, it’s not because I’m “vain like that.”
The truth is, as a naturally curly red-head, I’ve struggled with my God-given color and ringlets since early childhood. Continue reading “Haircuts and Self Esteem on Salon Saturday”