“Do you like it, I mean, it’s new, I thought I could fancy a change.”
“I think I love the old hair more.”
“So, you don’t like it. I knew it. I shouldn’t have permed it. I should have stuck to my kinky afro.”
“There’s nothing wrong with it, if you like it, I just thought you looked better with the old hair,”
“Oh you mean my usual hair.”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it. I have always loved your hair the way it’s always been.”
“Clearly I made a mistake.”
“No, I don’t want us to dwell on this, I mean, sweety you look beautiful. You always look beautiful with anything on you.”
“That’s cliché.”
“I am being truthful.”
“Liar. You can’t even hide it. You hate my hair and that’s it. I will take it down.”
“If it suits you. I know I didn’t ask you to remove it.”
“But you are being too vague.”
“What else is there for me to say? I said it’s different and that I preferred the usual hairstyle. Isn’t that me being truthful?”
“That’s you avoiding change.”
“See, we are back at it again. Let’s just drop it. “
“Fine!”
“So, dinner?”
“I don’t think I’m up for it.”
“What do you mean not sure you are up for it? It’s valentine’s day for god’s sake!”
“But you just dissed my hair!”
“Dissed! Come on, whenever did I just say that?”
“You are complementing differently from what I expected and to me that is being spiteful. “
“Spite, is me saying a negative word about it. I only said it’s different. Are we still going back at this?”
“Why shouldn’t we?”
“Because…”
“Because what?”
“Hunny, it’s Valentine’s. Can we just go out, have our dinner and get through with it without any more of this hair business?”
“Get through with it?”
“I mean get through the night, the dinner, without fussing about your hair. Okay fine. Will it make it any better if I said I loved it?”
“Maybe.”
“But wasn’t it you who’s always been bugging me to give you feedback?”
“About my work, and other stuff not about me and my looks,”
“But feedback is feedback regardless.”
“So what is this, a review session?”
“Why are you being like this? Is it because of this your new hairstyle that we can’t even have a decent conversation?”
“Define decent.”
“Really?” This is getting petty. You know what, just forget about it. We might as well order Chinese.”
“Yea, always choosing the easy way out,”
“I am trying to be nice,”
“So we won’t go out for dinner on Valentine’s day?”
“Not with you being like this.”
“By this you mean, a hairstyle you don’t fancy?”
“Noo! Dammit!”
“Then what is it? Why are we having Chinese? Valentine’s is the day we also celebrate our anniversary, remember?”
“And that is why I said from the beginning that we should get through with it peacefully. Can we please forget and drop this hair issue? Can we just get through the night, why do you always insist on bringing issues where there’s none?”
“You know what, I think you are right. Just call for the takeout. I am not going anywhere with someone who won’t appreciate the effort I have made to look this good,”
“You are unbelievable!”
“No, YOU, are unbelievable. I thought as my man you’d have my back. “
“I always have your back. I don’t know why you are making such a fuss over a small issue.”
“My hair has been reduced to a small issue. Wow, just wow. “
“Fine, if you insist. This hair my dear, doesn’t suit you. It makes you look like you are trying to be someone else. This isn’t you. You look better with your natural buns and the middle updo you always have on. It’s cute.”
“But why haven’t you ever said anything?”
“I have said it now. Your natural hair looks pretty. And cute. And sassy. This wig, weave thing you have on, doesn’t suit you at all, it makes you look, I don’t know, old, almost like Mona Lisa’s portrait.”
“Okay, enough with the descriptive emphasis. So what are we going to do about it?”
“I don’t know, it’s your head.”
“Shoot, I need to call my hairdresser,”
“At this time? Its seven pm. What makes you think she doesn’t have plans of her own at this time on this date..? Besides, how long will it be anyway before she gets here, gets your hair re done and we still make it to dinner.. Clearly impossible, unless we are postponing the dinner.”
“The dinner is important to us right?” Then we do it.”
” Do what?”
“You.”
“What do you mean me.”
“Yes, like you do my hair.”
“Your hair, are you crazy! What do I even know about hair anyway?”
“You have sisters and I’m sure one way or the other you must have interacted with their hair or something at some point in your life.”
“We are not dropping this topic, aren’t we?”
“Aren’t you sir the chief of AI?, Get googling or something. “
“You are just implausible! http://www.howtounpermyourhair”
“So what does it say?”
“I’m still reading through. But says something about some chemical relaxers, deep conditioning, washing the hair blah blah blah” It seems like a complicated process. Do you even have these products?”
“So, I’ll lose the straight curly ends after all the money I paid for it?”
“Sweets, I’m not asking you to do anything about it. One small comment about something on you shouldn’t make you want to change. Say, just for example I comment something about your height or weight, what exactly will you do about it?” Will you change something about that too? You should be comfortable with how you look and the choices you make about yourself.”
“Don’t even go there. I already know I am a five-one who wears six-inch heels daily almost damaging my spine and struggling with weight issues too. So, choose another example.”
“Okay, scratch that, it’s what came to mind that seemed like a practical example. But seriously Hun, I think we should just get going. We’ll do this unperming shenanigans tomorrow. Plus, I made reservations you know for tonight or we might as well cancel that.”
“What about my outfit?”
“You mean you don’t have that planned already.”
“Whatever I wanted to wear doesn’t seem to match my afro.”
“I think I have a better idea,”
“About my outfit?”
“Yes. I think you should wear your wedding gown. After all it’s our anniversary. And what better way to celebrate it with something that resonates with the day?”
“Let me just assume I didn’t hear you suggest that. Who goes for a evening dinner in a wedding dress?”
“Just try it on and cross my fingers it still fits, and I might as well take out my tux if it will make you happy.”
“You in a tux? I haven’t seen that suit in while.”
“I guess we have a date then. You in your afro, donning your wedding gown and me in my tux, just like five years ago. Perfect.”
“I guess that’s why we are stuck together isn’t?l, huh?”
“For better for worse my love.”
“Happy Valentine’s babe.”
“So, shall we?”
#sensesnhumor #Happy Valentine’s Day.
Love is always in the “Hair”
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