t's the parents that will have to deal with the consequences of beginning the whole hair experience that will continue for the rest of their lives.
Going to the hair salon is a day I look forward to. In that hour and a half, I am pampered and transformed. It's a miracle, in my opinion! If only in that hour and a half my body was transformed, too. Unfortunately, there's not a color that can cover up the damage age has done to that!
Today I passed by a Hair Salon called MANNA HAIR, APPOINTED AND ANOINTED. Somehow, thinking of my hair as being manna from heaven leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. No one wants to think of hair relating to food! My daughter told me about another hair salon called, CURL UP AND DYE. I love that name, but sometimes that's exactly how I feel when my hair is a mess! How many times have we used the phrase, "I'm having a bad hair day!".......only a woman could relate to that!
One thing I have learned for sure....once you start the process of coloring your hair, you are more than likely in it for life. It's not only addictive, it's costly. But none of us want to see how many more gray hairs are under that gorgeous head of colored hair.
The Bible talks about God loving us so much He knows the number of hairs on our head...and what color they are! I'm guessing God is really good at math since everyday there are multiple hairs left unaccounted for. The Bible also talks about a womans hair being her pride and joy.....yep, it's in there!
In conclusion, if a woman's hair is her crown and glory, then our trips to the hair salon every six weeks are not only a necessity, but an expense well worth budgeting! I'm just sayin'..........