I have always been told that I have beautiful hair and was even trained by my Grandma Lowman how to gracefully take compliments from strangers telling me what a gorgeous color my hair is. This post isn’t about my gorgeous hair. This post is about Barry’s hair.
Barry has beautiful hair. It curls, it is thick and it grows like those dang weeds in my garden. Not only does it grow like a weed but it also makes for a great show each morning, even when we aren’t camping. When we are camping/surfing/being plowed by piles of sand, however, his hair has it’s own life. It’s kind of like a teenager, doing as it pleases with nobody else in mind.
Looks normal here, right? I thought so too.
I mean, what exactly is normal, right?
How is it possible to have your hair do that? Does the saltwater really work better than L.A. Looks?
It doesn’t really look any better from that side either, does it?
The top? Oh. My. God.
Phew. Luckily, we bought The Vacation Hat to help when the hair becomes so unruly neither one of us know what to do with it. Not only does he look super cute in The Vacation Hat, but I also happen to think his hair looks beautiful when standing up at all angles from his head…can’t be that much of an improvement over my wind-blown dome.
