S and I had a hysterical conversation the other day about that frickin’ single facial hair that pops up so randomly, the one we like to call The Wild Hair. Yes, we do crack ourselves up!
Do we all have them? That one hair that grows independently on some odd spot on your face. Usually the most noticeable spot. Is it really that noticeable to others or is it that once we figure out its there we fixate on it?
Sure, we have every intention of plucking it, but until we get back to our tweezers and a mirror, what’s a girl to do?
The smart thing would be to ignore it, haha! Instead we touch it, focus on it, pull at it and more.
We suspect men only get that wild hair in their eyebrows. At least that’s where we notice them. Women? Not so lucky. They sprout wherever they please, on your chin, your upper lip, middle of your cheek? No problem, the wild hair is always happy to oblige especially if you are heading to an important engagement.
The wild hair loves to stand out, therefore it generally comes in thicker, longer and coarser than all the others. What better way to be noticed, not only by yourself but by everyone who comes close to you.
Which brings us back to the question, do others really notice or have we become obsessive about it? Someone once told us, “It’s just part of you, an addition to your personality.”
You’re kidding right? Looking like the evil witch from Hansel and Gretel or Snow White’s apple bearer adds to my personality? Cue the warts? Thanks a lot.
Truly, how did this wild hair become so prominent in our lives that we actually have conversations and write blogs about them?
Another menopause mystery…