
It was so hot in Vũng Tàu that I perspired non-stop. My clothes were soaked through. I wished I had brought 3 sets of clothes and underwear for each day to change out of! I tried to shower thrice a day.
Unfortunately, I didn't have any body scrub or deep cleansing shampoo. So the twice-a-day showers and shampoo-ing didn't seem to help very much. I still felt grimy all the time. Once home, I stood for a long time under the hot shower, scrubbing the skin and scalp. Still the scalp itched and didn't quite feel clean.
The girlfriend texted to ask if I'd like to join her for a hair-cut tonight. Yes!! I definitely needed a scalp tea-tree/mint treatment done too! She fixed up everything and drove us to the salon.
At the salon, the more I looked at my hair, the more irritated I got with its dry and split ends. When the stylist fingered my hair, I casually asked if I'd look fine in a bob. The last time I had a bob was when I was 16! That was the stupidest look ever. The stylist replied "Sure", with total conviction. So I trusted him. I meant to only trim an inch off the ends. But on impulse, I decided to do more.
The girlfriend was horrified. She went on and on about how the man was going to scold her for being a bad influence. I simply smirked. Nope, I didn't ask the man for 'permission'. I've had long hair for 3 years. I'm sick and tired of it. I'm a big girl and I shall do whatever I so please with my hair.
I'm very very pleased with my new bob. It also means I've to moisturize my neck most zealously.
We met the man for dinner. The poor boy did a double-take when he walked into the restaurant. Otherwise, he wryly admitted I didn't look too bad in this bob. And now, he vehemently denies that he is against short hair. He states, "I was never against you cutting your hair short!" Well, he thinks I look cute in the bob. Oof. On the other hand, the man's father went 'EIOOOW!' and I love it that his mommy likes it!

































