Permanent Wave.
In life you wish for less ma fan, but sometimes on impulse you do things that seem good for the moment.  That was getting a perm for me last Friday.  I only committed to the perm if AC would do it with me.  I'm kind of chicken like that.  If I'm going to walk out with a crazy motherland perm, so was she.  And so farewell to staunch non-girlygirlness.  I lost the independence of leaving the house without looking in a mirror to comb my hair.  And I have to keep myself from being a frizzball with all the wind out there.  Thankfully these things aren't quite too...permanent...