Clean or Vain? You Make the Call

So thanks to Ike rolling his way in last night, our power got knocked out in the middle of the night. I, of course because I'm getting old older, could not go back to sleep after we heard the transformer blow. So due to lack of sleep, I'm not responsible for any poor grammar or misspellings in this post.

The huge decision came this morning as I showered by the light of a flashlight: wash the hair or to not wash the hair?

Now I know there are some women who are blessed with such beautiful, amazing, thick gorgeous hair that they don't have to wash their hair everyday, and their hair even looks better after going a day or two without washing it.

I am not one of those women.

I've been told I have "good" hair (I think my stylist is just trying to be nice to me), but I have the baby-fine, straight-as-a-board hair. When I went to proms back in the 90's when the little ringlets by your face were all the rage, my mom would curl the ringlets as we were walking out the door. By the time we arrived at the dance, I had nothing but straight wisps hanging beside my face. And it only took about 15 minutes to get from my parents' house to the dance.

I promise I'm not exaggerating.

Over the years I've gotten older and found some really awesome products to give me a little substance and lift to all my layers (oh yes, the layers are a necessity).

So this morning I was forced to decide: don't wash my hair and have a little volume and a small remainder of style from yesterday, or wash my hair with NO BLOW DRYER and walk around looking like a rat that had drowned and then said rat's hair dried flat to her head?

I chose vanity. I know, pathetic.

What makes it worse is my husband noticed. You know how men aren't supposed to pick up on these things? Well, he did. By saying, "I can tell you haven't washed your hair today."

Thankfully he covered for himself exceptionally ('cause he could tell I was on the verge of tears) by following that with, "Your hair looks absolutely perfect and gorgeous every other day - that's the only reason I knew."

I know, he is amazing. And yes, he has a brother (but he's young and seeing someone).

(I'm just thankful he didn't compare the grubby little ponytail I'm trying to pull off today to a barber's brush attached to the back of my skull.)

So I'm just curious, what do you ladies choose in times of natural disaster (hurricanes and/or hair)? Do you sacrifice style for cleanliness or do you choose whatever vestiges of beauty you can retain from the previous day?

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