Thursday, October 2, 2008

The Thoroughbred

The Matron peered at her daughter's frizzled ends and decided that the annual traumatic Hair Trim was due. And before she could schedule that simple hair cut for her child, she had to call three theater companies and get somebody else's permission to cut her kid's hair.

Great debate was held by all, particularly for role of Ramona. Speed was discussed. Quality and duration of hair shaft and shine.

In the end? Scarlett could part with half an inch. And directed to a specific salon.

My goodness! The Matron is awaiting shower and bath instruction, just ahead.

9 comments:

smalltownmom said...

Half an inch? Big of them.

justhay said...

Sheesh. I understand why, but the rebel in me would go out and get her dreadlocks. Thank goodness I have no child stars.

Irene said...

Well, when you choose for that kind of life...

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Hahahahaha.

SuburbanCorrespondent said...

Wow - she's got handlers.

Tammy said...

Can we assume since they directed you to a particular salon that the Ramona peeps will be picking up that tab as well? No? Well, it was worth a shot.

phd in yogurtry said...

next she'll be wanting to paint her bedroom green

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Dang, this is an ugly side of stage motherhood.

Jocelyn said...

This cements for her, just as she nears adolescence, that her mother should and can never tell her a single thing about her appearance because she knows nothing.