When I go to the hair salon, I rarely do anything dramatic. I usually touch up my highlights, cover the dreaded grays and request a trim. This required maintenance of split ends and dark roots is a mystery to my husband. When he sees the bill, he always questions why I spend over a hundred dollars just to walk out of the salon looking exactly the same.
I’ve considered coming home with a spiky purple mohawk so he can feel like he’s getting his money’s worth. But I am convinced that even if I did, he wouldn’t notice. And it turns out, I am not wrong.