I had a opportunity come up where I had to go somewhere and do something and appearance was important.So I said to myself, "Self, it's time to update the mommy hair and get all spiffied up so that you look nice and hopefully no one will notice that your muffin top goes clear to your nose. "
Anyway, I made my hair appointment. The gal did exactly what I asked her to do, but instead of looking cute and flirty like the model in the photo, I looked more like...
<--------this.
I went home and looked in the mirror and said to myself, "Self, I do think you are sporting a mullet!"
I called my sister, who is much more on top of things like hair styles and color and what to do if things go awry...and her advice to me was, "Well, go back and have her cut more off of the bottom! You don't want to go to your thing feeling like Joe Dirt!"
So I did. Both Self and I were much relieved.
Despite my de-mulleting, the next day at pre-school, one little *cherub* said, "Miss Meridith, you look SILLY." Same cherub responds a minute later to a classmate saying, "Miss Meridith, you're funny!" (which was fine, since that was actually what I was aiming for at the moment) by saying, "Miss Sara is FUNNIER."
49.7% of me wanted to look right at the little sweetheart and say, "Well, that's ok. Just so long as you know that Susy there...the one you're sitting next to? She's WAY cuter and nicer than YOU are. How do you like them apples?"
Fortunately, 50.3% of me was rational enough to realize that letting a 5 year old get your goat is NOT as big a deal as losing your job. So Self and I looked at the punkin and said, "Gee! Thanks for that!" and went on our merry way.
Besides, later, at the scrapbook store, a hairdresser asked me who did my hair and said it was "FABULOUS!" I didn't detect any irony in his tone or subtle smirk...and Self decided that he probably knew WAY more about hair than a 5 year old with boogers. I agreed and thusly, a self-esteem crisis of gargantuan proportions was narrowly averted.
No thanks to Joe Dirt.
11 comments:
Hee hee! I remember the mullets! I am sure that you did not look like that!
Oh girlfriend, you are just soooo funny! lol, would loved to see the new "do" before you cut it again. Oh, and if a hairdresser messes up your hair-- Lesson number one-- never go back to same said hairdresser to let her mess it up more. You just don't do it. You go to someone else, and ask them to fix it. But not just any someone else, you ask around, and get someone highly recommended. But first you go back to 1st place and get your money back so you have some to pay 2nd hairdresser to fix it! that is pretty funny about the little "cherub" lol.
Oh, and love all those 80's photos, I think I have a few of my own. :D
Your setting elementary school fashion.
Oooh goodness! You have a way of making me giggle! But, I almost think this post is useless without the before and after photos of you and your mullet and de-mulleted styles!
Waaa! you are too funny girl! I want pics you tease you! I would love to see the revamped "mullet!" I'm sure it's just as beautiful as you!
I want to see you..not Joe Dirt...LOL!
OMG Mer- this is prolly your funniest post EVAH! You know that we are all dying to see your new mullet ... errr. I mean doo now!
I nominated Yooooooouuuuuuuu! Nerny nerny ner ner!
OK, I can't even see you from here, but I just know you look fabulous.
Plus, the mullet will never be appreciated in its own time. In the future, however, the mullet will rule all.
Oh, yes. Rule ALL.
LOL ... when do we get to see pictures? I'm sorry about your "Joe Dirt" experience and I'm glad you've found humor in your plight. ~Amor
So funny. I'm glad you cleared up the mullet and traded it in for something better. :-)
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