Emily had to have a bath this morning, for reasons which are better left to the imagination....and we washed and dried her hair, like we ALWAYS do. And it occurred to me, that I needed to photograph and blog her hair. Because it is rare that it looks like this. Girlfriend has fantastic hair, and she has years of great hairstyles ahead of her. But this look here is only an occasional accomplishment.
These following pictures are a truer, fairer representation of reality. They are not for the faint of heart--this is the truth of our situation, this hanging in your face, wild, all-over-the-place hair. Don't misunderstand me. I want her to look "put together". We buy clips and bows and rubber bands. Daryn suggested yesterday a headband. Really. Like I've never thought of that before. How can you look at her hair and NOT think that!
But sister is a little obstinate, and she spends much of her time doing this
That's right. Sister is under the mistaken impression that she is runnin' this show. I have somehow allowed her to think that she has a say in the matter of her hair. Any ideas how I can regain control?
