no rest for the frizzy-haired.

Something I've never enjoyed about Arkansas: its humidity. When I was growing up, there was always an outlet: namely the Pacific Ocean. You could smell the salty ocean when you poked your head out of my bedroom window in Hawaii, and you could feel breeze rustle through the trees in the Philippines. Granted, it was still hot, but not quite so muggy. And no matter what hair product I use - cheap or expensive, I have zero relief. It's days like this where I wouldn't mind being completely bald.