I’m sitting in Starbucks, waiting for my hair appointment, so hairdressers seem like a good Story Weekend topic for today. Those of you who’ve read my blog for a while may remember when I came out last year as a faux-hair wearer, and you may wonder why I still need a hairdresser. The answer is twofold. First, I still have hair that I sometimes wear around the house or at the beach and I’m not ready to let the gray take over. Second, I would miss my hairdresser. I’ve gone to her for nearly eight years. She’s half my age, bright, ambitious, entrepreneurial, a great mom and amazing with color. I love chatting with her and I bet her other clients do as well.
So, I just realized I’m disobeying my own story weekend rules by not making this into a story. I hope you’ll do better with yours!
If you’re new to Story Weekend, here’s how it works: I pick a theme and you share something from your life that relates to that theme, however you interpret it. Thanks to all of you who’ve been contributing. As always, there are a few “rules”:
▪ The story must be true
▪ Try to keep it under 100 words. Embrace the challenge! That’s about six or seven lines in the comment form. I want others to read your story, and most people tend to skip if it’s too long. I know how tough it is to “write tight” but I hope you’ll accept this as a challenge. Happy writing!