Pandemic Hair GONE! Wide Canvas Tennis Shoes are Back!

Tonight I got rid of my pandemic hair. 

I'd only had three haircuts in two years. I'd been going to a Korean salon where they did a great job, but the stylist didn't speak English. Sometimes the owner spoke to me in Korean until she realized I had no idea what she was saying, then repeated herself so I could understand her. After a few months of social distancing, working from home and a month-and-a-half-long quarantine, I wanted a stylist I could make human contact with. I went to another salon and got a good haircut. When I went back months later, a 90-year-old German emigre cut my hair while we had a good chat. I called the salon months later, but they'd gone out of business. 

A year after my second pandemic haircut, around Thanksgiving last year, I went to a Mexican salon down the street. We yukked it up while the stylist cut my hair in a chunky and asymmetrical style that I did my best to fix when I got home. 

This month, my hair was so long it didn't fit in my hair clip, the biggest one they sold at the drug store. I combed out tangles morning and night. I went to a new salon a few miles from home and told the stylist I wanted my hair out of my face, the tangles to go away and three inches of length cut off. With that done, I asked him to take three more inches off, and the result was fabulous. 

There's one more fabulous thing: I've found canvas tennis shoes in wide for the first time in two years. I ordered a pair in red.