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Sunday, December 27, 2009

And Now, A Word About Hairbrushing

The word about hairbrushing?

Several words, actually, come to mind, those words being “do it” and “yes, please”.

Nothing says “relax” like someone brushing your hair; or, to be more specific, nothing says “relax” more than someone brushing my hair.

It all started in third grade. As the descendant of thick-haired people, I was the one, during The Showing of the Film Strips, to be at the front of the chain of girls who lined up to brush and braid each other’s hair.

To this day, my head tingles when a movie starts.

Of course, if you neither have hair nor are you interested in brushing and/or braiding mine, the next best thing that says “relax” is a warm bath.

And if you don’t like warm baths, then I’m afraid I can’t help you.

Why am I telling you this?

I had my hair cut and colored yesterday. This is one of my favorite things, right up there with getting a massage, having a handsome man wink at me, or finding a twenty-dollar bill in an unused purse.

I’ve been going to Donna at Hairitage now for a good five years, after my previous hairdresser developed a serious drug problem and disappeared.

I’m pretty sure, by the way, that I had nothing to do with that.

Donna and I share, as many hairdressers/clients do, the details of our lives: our morbid fascination with serial killers, our love of garage sales, our joint disdain of people who leave their homes in pajama bottoms and slippers.

Beyond our mutual agreements, however, is the fact that Donna does exactly what you hope she can do; fix your hair so that you leave looking like the best possible version of yourself. Curly, straight, swept up? What? You’re going out tonight? Hey, let’s do party hair!

And now, just hours before Misfit Christmas, I have party hair.

And I’m relaxed.

22 comments:

Beth said...

My sister and I used to take turns brushing out each other's hair. It really is relaxing.

secret agent woman said...

I get that same tingly feeling when I see someone run their fingers through their hair.

powdergirl said...

Hey, lets see a pic of that party hair!

My sister has thick hair, the bitch, mine is fine like a babies. I still brush her hair when she comes to visit : )

The Jules said...

I get all relaxed when someone massages my genitals, as long as there's no plaiting going on.

Lori E said...

I have a ton of hair, thick, thick hair. Of course no one wants to brush my armpits so I have never felt that relaxed feeling you speak of.

Irish Gumbo said...

If Lenin hadn't been mostly bald, I guess he would have had Communist party hair! Ha!

What?

Is it okay if I show up for Misfit Christmas with just bed head?

Not The Rockefellers said...

the way to my heart is definitely through my scalp...

justsomethoughts... said...

i just got haircut
not so good
i think i need to grow a ponytail again

CatLadyLarew said...

I love having my hair brushed!

savannah said...

i read this on the reader and thought, i love seeing party hair i'm sure she has a pic posted! *sigh* ;~D xoxoxoxoxo

Felinae said...

I too have thick hair and lots of it. For some unknown reason, my hair has decided to go from wavy to curly. So if a brush get put through it, Rubeus Hagrid has nothing on me!

Smiles~Felinae~

Blissed-Out Grandma said...

Must see photo!

Leah said...

Party hair is awesome. And so is having your hair brushed.

Lynn said...

My head is tingling right now.

Douglas said...

I used to have a lot of hair, fine, but a lot. And it was almost black. And then I grew it long, after leaving the Navy, very long. Past my shoulder blades. I began to hate washing it. Mostly I hated waiting for it to dry. Now I keep it short-ish. And it is thinning out. And graying.
And clogging the drain in the shower.

Brian Miller said...

i have a little hair left...not enough to bother a brush with though...

mapstew said...

Well you know what my head is like!

xxx

Under the Influence said...

I should see if any of my boys want to sit and brush my hair. It's been a long time since I've had hair long enough to have brushed!

Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness said...

If I hear about a rash of people in pjama pants and slippers being gutted with hot curling irons I am soooo gonna bust the two of you...see what happens when you build the suspense and then share no picture. Now I only go my imagination and I can't get away from that pic of you in a scary white affro with one of those combs stuck in it. Kind of like Phil Spector only not so subtle. GOOGLE IT...I am the next to die right? And I gots no hair. Doesn't denying the combover give me some cred in the hairdressing/client serial killer community?

Fragrant Liar said...

My mother ruined me. I have exceptionally thick hair, and when I was a kid, she would brush it back roughly into a tight ponytail that gave me Chinese eyes. To this day, wearing my hair back gives me a headache.

But I do love a good visit with the hairdresser. My girl gives me a scalp massage, making the whole experience worth the high price of admission. As long as she does a good job, that is. Cuz if she doesn't, I will not be happy, and that means NOBODY will be happy.

Joanna Jenkins said...

Ahhhhh, just thinking about a good hair brushing relaxes me :-)

Thanks,
xo

The Retired One said...

Tip her well, Pearl!!!
I just can't find one that "gets" me....they gotta know when I say I want "something new" that I REALLY don't mean it.
What is wrong with them, anyway? Can't they interpret hair wishes? ha