Got Mah Herr Did

Anyone remember when I told you about how my mother hates when I straighten my hair? I'm pretty sure I wrote about it in a post somewhere, but I can't seem to find it. Oh wait, just found it!

Anyway, my hair is naturally curly (as can be seen in various pictures around my blog) and I never straighten it on my own. I'm sure I could, I just don't have the patience, or the tools! So, when I go get my hair done (i.e., the gray covered up), I'll occasionally have Holly straigten it. Not every visit, maybe every other, at most.

Without fail, every time I walk in the house after returning from the salon, my mom proceeds to make some rude comment about how much she hates it. My dad and brother do it as well. Well, you know what, Mom? It gets straightened maybe four times a year. And how long does it last? One effing day (except this time when it miraculously lasted for two). So maybe you humor me and pretend not to notice it or just lie to me and tell me I look nice. I don't need to hear 'beautiful' or 'gorgeous,' but the tone with which you say, "Oh, look, it's my favorite hair-do!" leaves much to be desired!

I don't pester you about the button down blouse you wear that I absolutely despise. Or the fact that a part of your makeup regime needs a little help. I don't ever say anything negative about how you look. Apparently, I'm not so lucky to be on the receiving end of such warmth.

Now don't get me wrong, I love my mom with all my heart, and I don't know what I'd do without her, but sometimes I could beat her. As you all can relate, I'm sure.

So here you have it, finally... pictures of me with straight hair. I'm still undecided about it. Sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't. Good thing it only lasts 24 hours, huh?

Oh, and in the 2nd picture, I'm wearing my Team Edward sweatshirt, just in case you missed it!