So to soften my face a bit, I discovered that I can dampen the wisps at my temples and get pin curls, no curling iron required. Just wet, futz*, and go. Now some days, it's a hit or miss thing. Some days one side is more curly than the other. Somedays it's not humid enough to get the effect at all. Some days, like today, I get mad awesome pin curls. If I didn't do the pin curl thing, I'd have to coat my head in hair spray, because my hair has serious Mad Scientist tendencies.
Today? My inner Einstein showed up. I go to the loo and while I'm washing my hands, I glance at my reflection and think, "Wow, nice hair today. Wait, what the..."
Sticking out of the side of my head at right angles is this grey wire, screaming "MAD SCIENTIST!"
"No no no. Victorian librarian." I futz with it.
"ALBERT EINSTEIN!" Adamant hair is adamant.
"NO. Rachel Weisz in the Mummy!" I dampen my fingertips and try to tame it. Nothing doing.
*Futz, technical term, meaning to trifle or fool around. Origin, Yiddish for Fart, I kid you not.
"SAMUEL CLEMENS BETTER KNOWN AS MARK TWAIN!"
"Okay, can I have the brilliance without the...."
"CARROT TOP AND GANDALF'S LOVE CHILD!!!" ~SPROING~
"Fine. I didn't want to have to do this but if that's how it has to be?" ~PLUCK~
I swear it screamed all the way to the end. "INVISIBLE TESLA COIL! PHIL SPECTER! BEN FRANKLIN'S KITE AND KEY! NOOOOOooooooooooooooo!"
I would have flushed the damn thing but I don't want to be responsible for some urban legend about an albino python in the sewers.