My hair is cut into a bob. Though this can youthen ones appearance when styled just so, it doesn’t do anything for somebody who cannot pull the ends into a low pony tail, nor smoothly side sweep the top under a single, sleek barrette when she needs to. In my experience, when not blown out or when you forget your favorite hair serum at home, a gal with a bob has two choices on vacation when the temperatures are cold and the wind is unkind: bed head or hat head.
Some days I prefer Option A, Bed Head: my lopsided head of hair pieced in short’ish cowlicks thanks to falling asleep with damp hair. On other days I like Option B, Hat Head: the straggly static-electricity appeal generated from my beanie & faux fur hood.
The choices are not great, but at least they are limited.
Blowdryers left to hang around get bored when abroad. A photo of my bathroom in Kiev where the blowdryer got the least action all week.
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