Messy Hair

So wot does messy hair say about you?? (by messy i mean backcombed into a birds nest to achieved that 'I've-just-been-dragged-through-a-bush-backwards' look but hey don't I look cool - ah, well here's the thing you don't).
I'll tell you wot it say to me it says: I'm a public school girl, I do art & drama & therefore when I talk I like to express myself with my hands, my daddy wears tweed & takes the dog hunting & shooting at weekends, I wear men's shirts & yet IM A GIRL, I have that Ralph Lauren polo shirt/jumper combo in every colour, I try so hard to look like I've just stepped out of a Jack Wills catalogue, my speech is interspersed with 'Yar' or is it 'Yah' (are you a pirate??) I like to pretend I can play tennis but really I'm seriously malco-ordinated so I play lacrosse instead & wear my hoody to prove it on the beach, I spend my summers in Newquay with my friends who all look like clones & play Jack Penate from my old skwl ghetto blaster on the beach, I have stupid amounts of money - more than I no wot to do with, putting a nice little dent in daddy's credit card is my hobby.
The other day I was sat across from one such person I believe the new term is Sloanie (is it wrong that I feel an immediate dislike upon sight?? - quite possibly) & was marvelling that any1 cud pull off such hair. I assumed it was just one of those I've just got out of bed & happen to look like this kind of things - how wrong I was! My kindly sympathetic friend explained the meticulous painstaking process that goes into creating such a hair-vision. Apparently girl in question has naturally afro hair. So, in order to create messy hair first she must blow dry it, straighten it, before backcombing, scrunching, spraying & then securing mop with oversized clip.
We can only marvel in awe. . . (Sorry for the rant!)


Thought of the day: "Faith is believing when there is nothing else you can do"