February 10 2014, Monday
Hair
My hair
is thinning! I used to wear a fringe until about two years ago. Now no matter
how hard I try, I can’t! I am losing my last frontier.
I am not
too sure if other ladies think the same – hair is identity. I used to have very
thick shoulder-length straight hair with a fringe. This “Cleopetra” hair-style
was my signature since I was barely twenty. And now without the fringe, I find
it hard to convince myself that the person in the mirror with a head of thin
hair parted on the right is actually me.
When I
was young, much younger than now, I had to ask my stylist to trim my hair thin
so that it would be more manageable. I used to treat my hair very rough combing
it with heavy strokes. But then it started to grey and I had to get it tinted.
That was the beginning of tragedy. My hair, after being subjected to chemical
treatments, started to protest. Strands of hair began to fall off especially during
the change of weather or when I was under heavy pressure. All kinds of
shampoos, conditioners and potions have been tried to no avail.
“I am
not counting on my looks for a living. Why should I be so concerned? This is
really stupid of me.”
I “educated”
myself into accepting the phenomenon thanking whoever is above for the hair I
still have and teaching myself to take tender loving care of it. But the
trouble is without the fringe, I look much thinner. Friends I don’t always see
would remark “Oh, what’s happening? You look so much thinner. I hope you are
okay!” I have to reply apologetically that it is my hair that has created the
impression and that I am perfectly fine.
Here is
a photo of me and my grand-daughter, Hayley taken on the first day of the Year
of the Horse.
