It starts out fine. Within 15 minutes it’s falling in my face and I run my fingers through it to put it back where it belongs but is the kiss of death and the beginning of the end for curly hair even though it’s coated in Frizz Eaze. Another 15 minutes later it’ll fall back in my face and I’ll sigh and just put it back in a damn ponytail when what I really want to do is scream, hack it off with a pocket knife, and set it on fire.

Author: Dory

Believer. Wife. Mom. Deaf chick. ADD-addled. Photographer. Graphic designer. Blogger. Guano whacknut. Not necessarily in that order.