Poker Face

The other day Rachel, Tessa, and I went to get our hair washed at the salon next door. This salon is a family business and run by a mother, Neth, and her 18-year-old daughter, Pau. As stated in previous posts, having one’s hair washed is a great way to end a stressful day.

This day was particularly different because the mother decided to style our hair. Tessa received a cute French braid and I received a decent hairstyle as well. Rachel on the other hand was not as lucky, which leads me to the title of this blogpost. When Rachel was getting her hair styled, she was facing the opposite direction of Tessa and me. Once she was finished, the mother turned Rachel’s chair to reveal Rachel’s stylish hairstyle. I tried my hardest to not laugh or make a face, but after .01 seconds I burst out laughing. I could not contain my laughter, which resulted in Tessa and Rachel bursting out laughing. I felt really bad, but honestly this hairdo was just too good to be true. It looked as if Rachel's hair was a helmet form the movie Leatherheads. Apparently my inability to control my laughter means I have no poker face. 

 

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