ever lost a piece of hair?

last weekend my husband and i ate at our favorite place for breakfast, and later that day when i was brushing my hair i realized that i was missing a short 1.5'' weft that i had installed just above my left ear......i wasnt desperate to find it, but i did wonder where it went and when it came off and how many people must have been looking as it fell to the ground......but this evening we went to the same place for dinner, and our favorite waitress had saved my hair for me, in a little ziploc bag !!

Nothing that bad, but when I got heat seals, I would brush and run out the door and a few times I'd have some slipping half way down my back!
That's so cute about the waitress!


Edited by Poose - October 12 2006 at 8:32pm

Thats so sweet she kept it.Most people would have thrown it away in disgust.She must be an extension wearer herself.

Edited by Longhairdreams - October 12 2006 at 8:38pm

Nursie that is too funny!!!!   I used to be completely paranoid about my hair and I think I have lightened up over the years.... I guess I have the attitude of who cares!!!  so what if I'm wearing extensions!!!  I have a big mouth anyway and will say if someone comments on my hair!!!  Yesterday in Physical Therapy the Pt aid looked at me and was like "was your hair always that long"   and by the time I left everyone in the building new I had them and my PT (which is a man) wanted to know all about it!!!  was touching my hair etc......  They wanted to know how I got the color to match so well   

That is so hilarious!!!!

i once was swimming at the pool in my gym when.... we were LEAVING... my husband picks up on eof my BRAIDS! (I had all braids then)

HE said people would have been horrified AND grossed out lol

When I was living in Paris I lost some of my fusion strands during a romantic shower with my boyfriend with music+ wine, I was horrified when I saw the hair at my feet in the bathtub, grabbed it and ran out of the bathroom, he didn't realise what happend and just thought I was totally weird!

Yes...the guy obviously was a coward. 

Edited by Karen Shelton - October 13 2006 at 6:13pm

okay here goes:

Over the 20+ years I have been wearing weaves, braids, hairpieces and wigs I have had a few funny "when good hair goes bad" moments.. Some of them weren't funny when they happened, but I can laugh my a$$ off about them now..

The funniest one was my dinner date disaster.

Richard was one of the aerobics instructors at this boxing gym I used to go to.. He and I had been digging each other so after a few weeks of flirting, he invited me to his place for dinner and a little jacuzzi dipping.. I was wearing a freshly done SLAMMIN', super curly extensions with hair going half way down my back. (As my friend called it.. my 2 ton Diana Ross weave)

I had pulled my hair into a ponytail. Since we were going to be hitting the jacuzzi, I wanted to keep my hair looking nice.. I wasn't worried about the hair getting wet.. Just wanted to keep it together in case it did.. That was my mistake.

So after dinner, we go to the pool area. I was trying to be cute and sexy (think Halle Berry in the James Bond flick.. you know the bikini scene??) I walked into the shallow end of the pool, and did a quick dunk backwards to wet my hair just a little.. Then we got into the jacuzzi. All was going fine, we're chillin', having a good conversation and a little wine.. but as my hair began to dry a little, I could FEEL this hair crawling up my neck and the hair on top of my head began to feel like it was closing in on my head too. I mean it felt TIGHT!!! I thought I was imagining things.. So I tried to play it off and reached up to smooth my hair back and run my fingers through the ponytail a little, and discovered what I was starting to suspect..

This hair was beginning to MAT up into a big old mess on my head.. So before it got worse, I excused myself to go to the bathroom.. Thinking I could fix this.. Once I got to this man's apartment and into his bathroom, I closed the door and REALLY looked at what was going on.. This hair had morphed into what looked like your grandma's WORST wig.

I tried finger combing the hair, and then I stuck my head in the shower to re-wet it hoping I could loosen it up enough to finger comb through this hair.. When that didn't work (in fact it just matted down TIGHTER), I desperately began looking through this man's bathroom for ANYTHING I could use to loosen this hair up.. When I couldn't find anything, I continued trying desperately to see if I could break up any of those mats with my fingers (even resorting to trying to RIP some of them open) and try to salvage what was left of my dignity..

All of that hair had turn into one giagantic head shaped KNOT on my head.. Now... by this time, I had been gone for over 15 minutes "using the bathroom". So now, homeboy has come up from the pool area and he is at the bathroom door knocking and asking me if I was alright..

By now I looked a hot mess.. and I wasn't about to WALK out that bathroom door and let him see me like that.. So I did the ONLY thing I could do.. I grabbed a towel, and wrapped my hair in a turban like I had just washed it!.. I made sounds like I was throwing up, flushed the toilet, and then I walked out that bathroom clutching at my stomach.. I put on my skirt, grabbed my shirt, shoes and my purse. I told him I was not feeling well, I was going home, and that I would call him later.. I told him I was taking the towel because my hair was wet, and I didn't want to drive with wet hair while I was sick..  I left, barefoot in a bikini top wearing a (now wet) miniskirt carrying the rest of my clothes and purse and avoided this brotha's calls once I got home..

Now you know that it was WEEKS before I showed my face at that gym again, and I played it off like I was busy at work, and that's why he hadn't heard from me..  Unfortunately.. That was the LAST date I had with this man.. (Not because he didn't ask again..he did.. I avoided the topic..) I could never get over that night or move past it.. (Too bad.. he was fine..)

And the hair?? I worked on untangling that hair all night when I got home. The next day I called in sick to work, and went to my mother's house. With some Breck (that's right BRECK) Creme Rinse, a wide tooth comb, and some help from my sister, we got most of the mats and tangles out. My extensionist (not my current stylist) cut out and replaced the few tracks we could not untangle, but that was the LAST curly weave I ever wore..


Edited by Divavocals - November 05 2006 at 5:23pm

Karen Shelton wrote: OH MY GOD...that is so hilarious....even though it wasn't at the time.  I feel your pain.  This should have been an episode on Friends or something.  Remember the one where Ross had on tight leather pants and couldn't get them back on and was in the bathroom forever trying baby lotion and powder and falling down on the floor.   You hair story reminded me of that.  HA HA.  So funny in retrospect.

Yes I do remember that episode.. Brought me and my friend to TEARS!!!! Much of my life as a single woman could have been an episode of Girlfriends!!!


Edited by Divavocals - October 13 2006 at 6:42pm