here's me today hair-banding itOne should never under estimate the ice cold quality and quantity of dusty wind of Inner Mongolia in the Spring time. It's bad today. The winds here come North from Siberia, along with the dust of dinosaur bones from the Gobi desert.
Dusty, icy cold wind. That's what spring here is all about.
Tongliao has a joke. The joke goes:
A: How many times it is windy in Tongliao?
B: I don't know.... a million?
A: No! Just twice. Each time lasts 6 months.
B: ha ha ha!!
So, due to fact that my hair is curly, and in non-cute stage of growing out, I have little to do with it besides pinning sections back, or pushing my heavy locks back in a hair band. Today I went sans hair accessories, and by the time I got home for lunch my hair was a frizzy mess, and I had sand in my teeth from the wind.
When I left the house at 2pm to teach this afternoon I did not forget my red, plastic hair band...the one that makes my temples sore after a couple hours.
Hair bands....
not the most stylish accessory, but helpful for curly haired women in the wind.
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