A Mess

I am a total mess today. I am almost always an emotional mess, but today this is a mess in the way of appearance, which I usually try to avoid. I woke up this morning at 8:30...and I have to be at work at 9. This is not as bad as it sounds due to the fact that I have a 5 minute commute to work, and I had showered last night. The shower did create a different problem though....I had not bothered to dry my hair. I figured I would have plenty of time to straighten out the rats nest in the morning and I was just too lazy. I might also need to mention that I have A LOT of hair right now (not for much longer though! It is getting chopped in about two weeks....I have been having nightmares about it, but that is a totally different story).

So, anyways, my hair was really out of control. No big deal, I have time. So I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and all that jazz and I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Oh, dear lord. How did I let my eye brows get this bad? Now, I have a slightly compulsive side. Once I decide something is out of control, then it must be fixed. Now, in all honesty they looked the exact same yesterday...but this does not matter. I am heading out into public and I just cannot allow anyone to see the thick forest that has sprouted up between my eyes and my forehead (for those people who grow like three eyebrow hairs...I hate you). So I start to pluck. (I used to refuse to pluck, but those days are gone...some control MUST be maintained!!)

Fifteen minutes later I emerge from the bathroom feel mighty proud of myself and my personal grooming...only to look at the clock and realize that it is basically time for me to leave for work. Damn. The hair. So, I try to pull it up into a bun, but there is just no way. It would take an army of bobby pins to get this to lay flat. So, I try a pony tail...still a no go. The "tail" if you will was just not working what with the bed head and the half curl half frizz thing I had going on. So, I ended up with the Jagger (pony tail/bun combo.) The new problem was that due to sleeping on my side, the hair was all pressed to my head and no amount of brushing or pulling was going to make it look right. So out comes the bandanna (which I had for some reason washed and it was all wrinkled and a wadded up mess) tick tock tick tock...really running late now...I tie it around my head to cover as much bed head as possible. I am ready to roll. I did take an extra second to laugh at myself...this look that I am sporting I used to love. I wore it to school all the time. I truly thought it was really, really cute and nobody could tell that I was a mess. Then I felt a little old....

**For the record there IS a way to do this look right, and I still wear it and love it, but it takes time to look like an organized mess and pull it off in a cute way. This is NOT me today. I am just a straight up mess**