BARKY
I spend a rather embarrassing amount of time thinking about my hair. I’ve even named it, as long-time readers of this blog will remember. ↑ I cover it up if I can when it’s raining or misting because it will frizz out completely if I don’t, and will frizz out regardless, even if I do. It’s like having a poodle on my head. I never really control what it does or how it looks, and frankly, after nearly 28 years in Sweden, where it is so often raining or misting, I’ve kind of given up. The curling iron is relegated...