And now, the end is near…
The 90s were mid swing, and I moved to Seattle. Of course I did!? The people were great and the area is amazingly beautiful, but I’m a southern girl and I can’t stay away from the South for very long. But, while I was gone, I stopped using hairspray. Yes, just stopped. Cold Turkey.
When I came back, hairspray use was alive and well in the South, though.
I distinctly remember going into a local jewelry store and the woman who worked there asking me if no one fixed their hair in Seattle.
Why? Because my hair was stick straight.
By her standards I should’ve had it poufy and sprayed, like I used to.
I just couldn’t go back, though.
My relationship with hairspray was over … forever.
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