Bedraggled

Took my charges out for a long walk this morning. In the rain. So we came came back rather bedraggled. All three of us have curly hair (or fur in their cases). Let’s just say we were all rocking the Poodle Perm by the time we’d finished.

I’m showing my age now. Who else remembers the Poodle Perm?! Please tell me it’s not just me? Even though my hair is curly. I still had a perm at one point. I vaguely remember doing a home kit as well. Cause that was what we did in the 80s.

Not that it made much difference. I was aiming for a spiral perm then. Now I just need a touch of rain or humidity and I have it naturally. Much easier. And less chance of losing an eye or chunks of hair.

Ringlets

As a kid, I always wanted ringlets. I used to make my Mum put rags in my hair overnight to get them. All I ended up with was a sore head. I don’t recommend it, it’s really uncomfortable.

Growing up my hair was a bit hit and miss. Straight bits, kinky bits and curls. As an adult, I spent ages trying to tame it. I permed it. I even had a spiral perm. I straightened it. But it always had a way of doing it’s own thing.

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve let it just be. It can do what it likes. I’ve embraced the dragged through a hedge look. And it seems that after all these years, I got the ringlets I desired as a kid. Funny how things work out…