I got my hair done yesterday-- cut, color, straightening. It looks really good! I hurried back to work from the salon hoping to extract some compliments from my office mates, but they had all gone home for the day. So I stayed at the office to do some more work, but called my husband to tell him about my hair and how happy I was with the result. A couple of hours later, I went home. I could hear the TV on in the living room, so before I went in to show my husband my hair, I ducked into the bathroom to brush it first. I had just gotten off a bicycle after all. So finally I go into the living room and greet him with a big smile and a reminder about the hair, because there is always a chance that he wasn't paying attention when I told him earlier that I had gotten my hair done. Also, experience has taught me that I can't expect him to notice subtle changes in the length, color and texture of my hair all by himself without prompting,
He looks up smiling, then the smile turns to a frown and he says..."Your bangs aren't straight."
Stung, I retort, "My bangs are never completely straight. I have cowlicks." Which is the sad truth.
As if I had not spoken, he goes on to say, "Your hair is shorter in the middle. You should go back and make them fix your bangs."
It dawns on me that my husband is perhaps not familiar with the term 'cowlick'. But still, he lives with me, and by now, ought to be familiar with how my bangs look most of the time, which is definitely not straight, especially if I have just woken up or have been out in the rain.
As he's poking away at my bangs, still with that annoying little frown on his face, I suddenly realize what is about to happen. If I don't stop him he's going to fetch a pair of scissors and 'fix' my bangs for me. I am not exaggerating here! My husband is a bit of an amateur barber/hairdresser. He cuts my father's hair sometimes, and when we went on vacation with his family, he cut his brother's and his father's hair, although he very wisely refused to cut his mother's hair when she begged him to. Despite all this practice, he does not, shall we say, excel at this little hobby of his.
I had to forestall him, so I smacked his hand away and said, "Look, when your wife asks you what you think of her new hairstyle, the only correct answer is, 'You look beautiful!', NOT 'Your bangs are crooked!'"
He had the grace to look sheepish and assure me that my hair did-- mostly-- look great. Grrrrr.
This is why we need our girlfriends. My hair got lots of compliments at work today.
That's a funny coincidence because just about a week ago, I got my hair cut, too! :D It was way too long and fuzzy and I had a bit of spliss, so it really needed to be cut.
The hairdresser asked me several times if I was really sure about cutting so much off xD Now it's much shorter, it barely reaches my shoulders, and I have oblique bangs. I'm very satisfied ^_^
(only my father wasn't very enthusiastic about it - he is never happy when my mum, my sister or I cut our hair short xD)
Oh by the way, which colour does your hair have now? I thought about dying the tips of my hair green, so that it looks like this: http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/6d/91/19/6d911985db4867f3356ab20f65f65e41.jpg
That would have been an adventure, because I've never dyed my hair before xD But in the end, I wasn't brave enough to do it.
Edited at 2014-01-17 04:24 pm (UTC)
My hair is just a different shade of brown now. Before it was a medium reddish brown, now it's a slightly darker ash brown.
Thinking back, the BYM's most extreme reaction was when I came home with an unfortunate cut and the first words out of his mouth were "Muffin Head!" Some months later, I was at an all-women business lunch that turned into a share-fest about Things Men Say About Hair. The one I really remember was the woman whose husband disapproved of short hair and thus reacted to her cut with "Did you stick your head in the lawnmower today?"
I hope you found a way to duly punish the BYM for the muffin head comment.
Also, you may have a kudos for your post title.
Don't cowlicks suck? I have to say that most hairdressers can't tame them. The best I can hope for on my own is about 75 percent forehead-coverage.
Yes, I believe my husband could sweep all the top prizes in any Clueless Husband contest. But he would be confused as to why he was being handed trophies because he doesn't know he's a Clueless Husband!