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How the haircut postgame show could have gone if I’d come home crankier.
DANE: Your hair looks great!
ME: It’s full of product.
DANE: It looks great.
ME: It won’t look like this tomorrow.
DANE: Well, it looks great today!
ME: Are you saying you think I need product?
DANE: No, it’s just—
ME: Are you trying to tell me you don’t like my hair?
DANE: No—What? No!
I swear it did not go down like that. But I totally need to go back to the salon and buy whatever it was that the stylist put on my scalp. Because while I am sort of freakily anti-chemical, the magic gel-ish stuff made my hair all smooth and not fluffy or frizzy and now I need it.








I’m going to have my hair cut tomorrow. It’ll look fab until I sleep on it.
Which, given the 8:30p appointment time, won’t be too long. Stupid job anyway.