"Gorgeous" Me

My battle with Mom and other warmhearted relatives ended up with giving in 50 and 50!!

I tried for my casual hair, casual make-up bride style, but failed. Well, not totally. I protected my face, with the sacrifice of my hair.

After an early shower, I had my hair dried and casually and naturally down, a little curly, a little shinny in the sun. Proper and healthy look, I think, confidently. Unfortunately, this confidence didn’t last very long, and were totally destroyed by my mom and aunts by their comments of “Not respectful to my audience.” Well, to please my audience, and to save my mom’s face, I was dragged to a hair salon, and got my bride hair done.

Here was the “beautiful” hair, soaked in half a bottle of mousse, stiff as lead thread, pointing to the sky, with some red, green, golden, silver shiny glitter scattering all over. "Gorgeous!!"

It could be more "gorgeous"--- the hair dresser wanted to put a lily or rose on it, but, I was smart enough to kill that thought in its cradle.

She didn’t like my unnoticeable make up either, and suggested a big change starting with trimming my eyebrow…… Oh my! I dashed out of the salon, like a pig running away from a butcher. God helps those who help themselves, and only save those who save themselves. All I wanted was to catch the man who wants to marry me, before he runs away, and before I regret, don’t need to sacrifice my eyebrow for that little selfishness, do I?