MPD, Follically Speaking

July 2010. Had Mexican at Shangri La Plaza.Taken by Mela.

As much fun as it is to look like someone other than myself for a while, that will be the last and only time I let anybody convince me into having the top part, or any part, of my hair rebonded, though I've been told it was largely my fault for leaving things up to a Korean hairstylist who specializes in straight hair. Said rebonded part now hangs in limbo between the kinky roots that are growing with a vengeance and a bottom of seemingly random ringlets, making me look like I have Multiple Personality Disorder, follically speaking. From the look of things, it will take at least another year before I can have the straight strands safely sheared off and for my hair to return to its normal anarchic state again.

January 2010. Inspecting Buddhist statuary in Bangkok. This is how my hair normally is. I miss it.