Thursday, February 17, 2011
Today was a classic February day. Steam rising from the ground, sun burning on my neck, moisture in the air turning into sweat on my arms, hair standing out in a Rhea Perlman-like halo (don't remember the barmaid from Cheers? look her up - she never met a hair straightener she liked). Yep, I'm channelling Sideshow Bob. Charming.
Over the past 25-odd Februaries, I have spent more money than I care to think about on de-frizzing hair products. Serums, mousses, oils, waxes, glosses - you name it, I've gone there in lightweight, heavyweight and superweight strengths. Guess what? None of them is a match for February. Not one.
The only thing that February has going for it is that it's short. Always look on the bright side, that's me.