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Ok – umm, I have a severe and chronic case of HIH (hand in hair) syndrome. I have my hand in my hair when I am working, on the phone, talking, driving, whatever. It’s like I can’t stop! I need to stop. I want to stop. But. I. Can’t.
Ok – umm, I have a severe and chronic case of HIH (hand in hair) syndrome. I have my hand in my hair when I am working, on the phone, talking, driving, whatever. It’s like I can’t stop! I need to stop. I want to stop. But. I. Can’t.
It gives me a serious case of the frizzies. My hair is basically straight in the areas that I touch throughout the day. Why? Because I pull out the curls with my fingers. The funny thing is, I do it with my left hand so the whole left side of my head is frizzed up by the time I get home. Can you imagine? Straight frizzed-up poofiness on the left and nicely defined curls on the right? My commute home is usually about 75 minutes, so sometimes I look a hot mess when I get home in the evenings. This fact does not help with my husband embracing my natural look (which is a story for another day).
Mind you, as I type this post, I realize my hand is in my hair…
Ughh!!!


