Thursday, August 30th, 2007 10:56 pm
the flatiron of iniquity
I had a creepy epiphany today.
No, wait. Let me tell you of my first week as a student again. It's short. I learned how DVDs are burned, what a box is in reference to a computer, that algorithms are the adult version of a thing I had to do sixthish grade where we had to write very specific instructions on how to do something.
Okay. The thing is.
I get a lot more attention with straight hair.
Last week I randomly had some time, did the blow-dry-with-round-brush thing, sat down with the thermal spray, a Chi flatiron, and a hopeful expression. We had straight hair. Nice. My male workmates learned from the last time and complimented, including my boss.
A random older male smiled and said hi in the hall for no good reason. Huh, I thought and went on my way. He did it again the next day.. And then today, and then--yeah. What.
But.
Okay, crazy, this, but keep in mind I have the perceptive ability of, say, Rodney. But--people would look at me. Male people. There seemed to suddenly be a larger number of males in my vicinity. I--was in class today with a guy I *KNOW WAS SITTING SOMEWHERE ELSE* suddenly right behind me (why? THAT SEAT SUCKS. I AM FIVE TEN AND I BLOCK THE VIEW) and in the lab someone--Jesus Christ, I can't believe I'm writing this--did something complex that looked like a wink! I AM FREAKING SERIOUS I NEARLY KNOCKED INTO MY DESK HE IS LIKE TEN OR TWELVE OR TWENTY WHATEVER.
What. The. Hell?
Thirty one years. I've worn things that are illegal in some states, had a short phase where all my shorts could double as underwear (in the name of God do not ask), boots that *should* be illegal, and my freaking hair is the deciding factor on my attractiveness? Seriously? I--don't even know how to process this.
I kept--being torn. Between doing horrifically girly things like pull out the clip and whish-whish the miracle hair around like a commerical and running home and washing my hair. It has to be this and the light brown/heavy blonde highlights.
Life is strange. What if someone--God--asks me out? (this has not happened in more time than I wish to ever explain because people start laughing hysterically and I am a tender and delicate rose of girlpain. Womanpain. Whatever.) I mean, obviously unless they can solve a millennium problem on the spot it's a no (fucking thank you SGA you have forever screwed up how I rate attractiveness in males forever), or a maybe (maybe they are registered to carry a sidearm at all times, or I accidentally say yes becuase they aer wearing a black t-shirt), or--I mean. I used to debate with guys when to let it drop I was a parent (the most fun you can have really, especially that internal debate), but--will I have to debate telling him about the flat iron, I ask you?
Life hard. Staring at flatiron.
No, wait. Let me tell you of my first week as a student again. It's short. I learned how DVDs are burned, what a box is in reference to a computer, that algorithms are the adult version of a thing I had to do sixthish grade where we had to write very specific instructions on how to do something.
Okay. The thing is.
I get a lot more attention with straight hair.
Last week I randomly had some time, did the blow-dry-with-round-brush thing, sat down with the thermal spray, a Chi flatiron, and a hopeful expression. We had straight hair. Nice. My male workmates learned from the last time and complimented, including my boss.
A random older male smiled and said hi in the hall for no good reason. Huh, I thought and went on my way. He did it again the next day.. And then today, and then--yeah. What.
But.
Okay, crazy, this, but keep in mind I have the perceptive ability of, say, Rodney. But--people would look at me. Male people. There seemed to suddenly be a larger number of males in my vicinity. I--was in class today with a guy I *KNOW WAS SITTING SOMEWHERE ELSE* suddenly right behind me (why? THAT SEAT SUCKS. I AM FIVE TEN AND I BLOCK THE VIEW) and in the lab someone--Jesus Christ, I can't believe I'm writing this--did something complex that looked like a wink! I AM FREAKING SERIOUS I NEARLY KNOCKED INTO MY DESK HE IS LIKE TEN OR TWELVE OR TWENTY WHATEVER.
What. The. Hell?
Thirty one years. I've worn things that are illegal in some states, had a short phase where all my shorts could double as underwear (in the name of God do not ask), boots that *should* be illegal, and my freaking hair is the deciding factor on my attractiveness? Seriously? I--don't even know how to process this.
I kept--being torn. Between doing horrifically girly things like pull out the clip and whish-whish the miracle hair around like a commerical and running home and washing my hair. It has to be this and the light brown/heavy blonde highlights.
Life is strange. What if someone--God--asks me out? (this has not happened in more time than I wish to ever explain because people start laughing hysterically and I am a tender and delicate rose of girlpain. Womanpain. Whatever.) I mean, obviously unless they can solve a millennium problem on the spot it's a no (fucking thank you SGA you have forever screwed up how I rate attractiveness in males forever), or a maybe (maybe they are registered to carry a sidearm at all times, or I accidentally say yes becuase they aer wearing a black t-shirt), or--I mean. I used to debate with guys when to let it drop I was a parent (the most fun you can have really, especially that internal debate), but--will I have to debate telling him about the flat iron, I ask you?
Life hard. Staring at flatiron.
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From:--ATTENTION!
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From:But the sitting behind you in class thing? Ohhhh yes. I'm blind, tall and have a compulsion for sitting in the front row, so if someone sits behind me, I take notice.
Usually in where'smypurse kind of way, though.
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From:I wear glasses when I'm in anything I need to read a board, so yeah, I sit up close too.
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From:I know, right? Totally weird.
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From:How did the reconditioning thing work? Good I take it? How often do you do it?
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From:There are 2 major things that suck about it. One thing is that it takes about 6-7 hours for the whole thing. The other part is the cost. It will cost a minimum of $500 and it's not cheaper to get the roots done.
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From:Well, I mean, for the ego, awesome, but also this weird feeling of wanting to--God help me--flip it around casually.
I am so ashamed.
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Well, it's kind of like hair...
From:Except I'm married and completely not interested so it ended up being just the slightest bit creepy.
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Re: Well, it's kind of like hair...
From:*marvels at men* Men are very strange.
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Re: Well, it's kind of like hair...
From:It seems to have calmed down now which makes me wonder if it's me or them. I'm not all "hey, check out me and my new face" anymore, now that I've gotten used to it so maybe it was *me* that was flirting more. *shrug*
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From: (Anonymous) Date: 2007-08-31 04:51 am (UTC)Some people look better with curly hair, others look nicer with straight hair...
*clinging to rationality with both hands*
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From:So, I sympathize. To straighten, or not to straighten?
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From:*nods with you*
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From:LOL
Come on - I want to see you looking all hot and straight.
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You KNOW what I mean.
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From:No, really, do what you feel comfortable with.
I have gotten plenty of attention when I have my hair open, but then again, I tend to get a lot of attention with my hair tied into a bun as well because I'm, uh, neither shy nor introvert. Although, that one time a guy ran into a lamp-post staring at me, my curls were spilling all over my shoulders *and* I was wearing a cute dress and heels. (Lamp-post bumpage = super-fun)
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From:Well, this is actually sound. Human head hair is an extreme display organ, on a level with a peacock's tail or the antlers of the Irish Elk (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_Elk). Head hair that is long & shiny is an outrageous amount of constantly-growing protein to keep hanging around and maintained, which is why people who are chronically ill (physically or psychologically) tend to have hair that looks awful. As a measure of overall health it's what we biologists call "unfakeable", so it's intrinsically, naturally sexy.
Curly hair is IMO an adaptation of long hair to hot & humid climates -- it's a way to still have a lot of sexy, hard-to-maintain, exuberant hair without it being too damn hot. But straightening it makes the hair look longer, so it sends a stronger "conspicuously healthy" signal than the same length of hair if it's curled up.
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From:You should totally fool around with your hair and do bar charts and so forth. Have FUN with it. Hair is lots of fun! (Be a redhead!)
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From:Also? I completely agree with the way you rate attractiveness in males. :-)
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From:Ok, now all I can think of is that commercial where the woman is at the doctors with a neck brace on telling the story about how she threw out her neck swishing her hair. :P
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From:Never underestimate the power of hair. Most guys would normally never mention it in their top 3 things they like to look at in a woman, but my own personal fiels studies have shown that many are atracted to long straight hair. Which... huh?
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From:(My own, not plastic - they just appeared when my metabolism changed a little and I gained a few pounds, for once not in my belly.)
It's - weird. Yes.
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From:It's a thing. Only tangentially related, but I do remember a time that I pulled out the straightening iron and the makeup and pretty shirt and showed up for my required show (to watch) and had people spinning in confusion. Though that also could have been my date. (she was hot, and totally willing to fuck with people's heads *G*)
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From:(That's kind of where my hypothesis is coming from -- no one seems to find me attractive unless I'm making an effort, but it's still me. It's like that Hollywood convention about how the same gorgeous girl is to be viewed and treated as unattractive when she has glasses and her hair back and then everyone gets to react to her as a knockout when she gets contacts and a new hairdo and maybe some makeup and revealing clothes. Same girl, and she was still gorgeous before, but no one treated her that way. Maybe it's just me reacting to the cultural message, "There's no such thing as natural beauty, you have to work at it.")
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