Here is where I prove to you exactly how vain I am.
My duly gorgeous sister has this hair, this hair that I covet and yearn for, that curls in all the right ways, whose baby hairs cling to her forehead sweetly and don't stick straight up and kink like someone else's that I know (*cough ME), that looks glorious when tossed up in a messy bun thing, and hangs straight and long when told to do so. It doesn't need special attention and hasn't been touched by scissors in like a year but still, it manages to incite fits of jealousy on my part whenever we're together. I feel drawn to it. Yes, in a weird way. After spending the last 5 days with her, I'm convinced even more that she has the world's best hair and that I should probably give her a plaque or something, and also, that my hair sucks.
Sisterly competition.
There isn't any at this point in our lives. Except when she has the hair I want I guess, and then it seems to be more of an inappropriate longing on my end more than anything. It's not like we're knocking each other around fighting for rebounds on the basketball floor anymore, or brawling on her bed with slap fights and hair pulling (why we always fought on her bed, I'll never know). Thankfully, that ship sailed a long time ago. One of the best parts about being an adult is this developed sense of appreciation you have for the people you love and the relationships you've cultivated. Spending the better part of last week with my sister only reinforced that feeling for me.
I am covetous for her amber waves of grain. I am jealous of her glorious tresses, and happy that I don't have to hide her in the closet because she's so ugly. We all know families where one sister is vastly better looking than the other and luckily, I don't feel that extreme about it. I might always be some version of Slagathor deep inside, but neither of us is a troll. She does, however, win in the hair department hands down, that I will concede any day.
Most of all I'm just grateful she's my sister, better hair and all.




13 notes:
I feel ya...I too have lame-o hair! Both my sisters got the better end of the deal in that department, jerk faces!! Lol :)
You're both gorgeous! Truly.
I'm with ya K! I LOVE HER HAIR TOO it's unfair! Julie has amazing hair too. I was so depressed watching the game. I'm glad that you had some fun! Brett's beard was the funnest part of the game I was laughing my head off. I was curious how he was going to fit that thing in his helmet. LOVE YOU!
you hair is amazing....stop it.
You're both adorable! I've always tole my sisters that we can't all be funny AND pretty. Guess which one I chose? ;)
ok well I covet your amber waves of witty thoughtfulness, your glorious booty, your eyelashes that curl in all the right ways, the way you bust a sweet move at the drop of a hat. I'm grateful for you too Stoopid!
ps the slap fights were awesome...don't forget the clawing. You always had beautiful nails of steel that made me squeal in agony. Oh and when you used to sit on me while kneeling on my arms, paralyzing me with laughter. I can just hear "fianceeeee" LOL
another ps...my hair is nast right now, but thank you
I was thinking yesterday when we ran into eachother at what pretty sisters you are. And that you BOTH have very fab hair!
Oh psht. You're BOTH a pair of beauts, just like your mama! Deal with it!
You both have awesome hair.
and now I'm having fits of jealousy for both of y'all's hairs!!
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