I woke up this morning with no power (due to a massive wind/rain storm last night/early this morning -apparently- I was out cold like a drunken sailor so I have no idea). My house was pitch black and I had a wonderful time showering and doing my makeup by candle light. Seriously, not a problem. However, my hair was a problem. A) I have naturally curly hair which I blow dry upside down so that it doesn’t get weighted and stringy B ) Uh, it’s January! A girl can catch her death going out into the winter weather with wet hair.
So, I kept my hair wrapped in a towel, soaking up as much water as I could, put in some curling crème and went on my merry way. I look pretty good, I must say, y’know, for preparing in a mostly darkened home. As I was grabbing a quick brekkie-on-the-go at Tim Horton’s I joked with one of the servers (who also lost her power this morning but had her hair in a pretty braid) about how I looked like Medusa roaming the streets this morning.
Her: *BLANK STARE*
Me: “You’re too young to know who Medusa is or what I’m talking about, aren’t you?”
Her” “Yeah…probably. *giggle*”
Me: “EFF YOU!!” (Just kidding….I didn’t say that. Nor did I punch her. I did, however, give her a short lesson in Greek mythology.)
For a brief Wiki lesson to learn about Medusa click here.
PS – For the record, I’m really not that old….I think this girl spends too much time perfecting her Taylor Momsen goth look with her overly dyed platinum/yellow hair and too much shit on her eyes to know anything more than “So that’s a medium double double?”