I finally got a hair cut! It was awkward. I don’t like going to the hairdresser and I hate the terrible, stilted, often shockingly racist/ sexist/ ageist/ ableist/ sizeist conversation.
This hairdresser started things off well by saying Rihanna had monkey hair. I was like D:
D:
D:
I couldn’t even think of anything to protest this because I was so astounded, but if I could go back in time I’d say “well of course my nice straight white lady hair will be much more suitable to your nice straight white lady hair experience.”
I’m pretty sure she knew I wouldn’t be coming back, I think I shocked her a few times.
Anyway, there’s my hair.