I guess the most spectacular hair in my life is Anika’s. She was born with a fair amount of hair:
In fact this is more than some lovely babes have two years later. After this newborn hair, subsequent extrusions of hair were blonde, and as it’s never been cut, you can still see reddish tips in her hair that were once dark brown.
In Singapore, she had a devoted fan in our helper Jean, who loved doing her hair and was incredibly skilled at it. She developed a favourite style which became known as The Anika.
As you can probably make out, this hairstyle formed a kind of golden circlet around her head that was secured by dozens of small elastics. These had the advantage of making it last a good five days.
The disadvantage of this hairstyle is that it was SO REMARKABLE and BELOVED that every single person Anika met would comment on it, in fact, most people she even passed would be compelled to compliment it. So there was a phase of Anika’s life during which pretty much all she ever heard was “I love your hair!”.
This probably isn’t healthy, so even though I have finally mastered The Anika (not to Jean’s impeccable standard, but passing), I use it sparingly. I mean, we can’t have her writing her school report on how she loves her jeans.