Crowning Glory

                                           

I was brought up with women who were proud of their crowning glories.  As a little girl I used to go with my mom when she has her hair done or permed and I can still remember how I watched in fascination how the hairdresser worked with the scissors and rollers with her agile fingers  fast and efficient.   And I always thought my mom looked beautiful after.  My grandma also taught me how to look after my hair.  For lustrous hair she alternate coconut milk and aloe vera extracts for conditioners. And she also uses rain water to rinse my hair which made my long hair silky and smooth.  Sometimes she French braided my hair before I went to school.  I remembered some kids just came up behind me and touched or stroked my hair, and said it felt like silk.  One thing my grandma used to say is; worrying too much will cause the thinning and greying of one's hair.   She'll say don't worry you will go grey early.    I learnt not to worry too much for the sake of my hair...lol.    

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I had my hair long since I was a little girl.  Then  in college I was getting confident and wanted a change.  So with my pocket money that I saved I went to the best hairdresser in town.  I instructed her I want the latest style the shaggy look they called it.  It's layered in the front cascading the face and you set it in rollers then you do the fringe flip like Farrah Fawcett's.  I was so happy with my new look but my mom and dad weren't so.  Over dinner I got lectured of how I should ask permission first.  I retorted, but it's my hair why should I?  That was supposed to be a sign of rebellion. 

We women are very conscious about our crowning glory.  We adore Jennifer Aniston in Friends with her Rachel style.  If we need a change or a new look, we resort to new hairstyle.  If we go through a break-up we change our hair.  And we develop a bond with our hairdresser.  We tell he/him our secrets, we gossip and chat with them, they also become our confidante.  We trust them with our crowning glory.  If we see somebody with a fabulous hairstyle we ask who is her hairdresser.  I did asked my client one day, she replied her hairdresser is the same one that does Anne Saunder's or was it Sandra Sully's hair from Channel 10, and it's just in Surry Hills.  She was willing to refer me.  I said I'll think about it, but I thought it's too fancy smancy to go to a celebrity's hairdresser.  

My hairdresser has moved, about an hour drive away.  She bought another saloon there and entrusted her other one where I go, to a younger stylist.  Although smart and savvy this young one hasn't got the touch of my favorite hairdresser.  I went for a color and trim I explained what I wanted, but I came out of the salon unsatisfied.  The color was not noticeable and she explained she did it on purpose so in a few weeks time after a few washes I'll attain the color I wanted.  Grrrrr but I want the color I want as soon as I come our of the hair salon.  I might yet have to travel an hour just to get my hair done.  The younger one's knowledge has no match with the experience of my favorite haidresser. 

My crowning glory will be alright as long as I continue to eat the bread crust and not worry too much.