When I read this post on S-Train Canvass I had to chuckle and even cringe a little. The chuckling part is the white female standard of beauty that probably 1 in 10 women can live up to...no matter what color you are.

The cringing part had to do with the memories and the scars on my own head from ironing my hair. I too was cursed..yes cursed with curly and frizzy hair. It used to be red...but I've cured that part.

Most of my life I've worn my hair long..at least below my shoulders because the added wait straightens it out...well some. I've used relaxers...combed permanent solution in my hair. Oiled, greased, sprayed. Went through using large electric curlers (even orange juice cans) to get rid of the frizzies before using a heated straightener. If it's out there I've tried it. I probably have $500 worth of hair products in my bathroom cupboard. None of them work. Damn I'm sick of all that.

About two months ago I decided after all these years I was going to cut my hair and "let it go". So I cut it above my shoulders, washed, added a little oil, a little gel and out the door I'd go. As long as I didn't look in the mirror the rest of the day...I survived it.

This morning I looked in the mirror and Lord if that mess just isn't hideous. I look in the mirror and see this curly, wavy, frizzy mess and I hate it, I hate myself. So I straightened it today. Again. At least I can look in the mirror again. Well almost, I have a zit on my left cheek. What the hell is the deal with that?

You know it really is a bitch being a woman. Nothing is ever right, you have to curl, iron, color with something here, paint something there, shave something here, wax, exfolliate, don't forget to pluck, whiten and for Christ sake now we have to use those damn nose strips. Oh yeah..winter is coming so don't forget to moisturize.

I swear to God if I make it to 70, I'm not doing none of this shit no more...I'm just going to let it all go and be a gross hairy old lady. Ok...maybe 75.