It is not uncommon in my limited experience, to witness a friend experiencing a bad hair day (and believe me, in Namibia, that could possibly be every day) rush highly agitated from the ladies' all the while tugging at her hair and mumbling how she hates herself. Very few of my family members, friends, colleagues and acquaintances are satisfied with their looks even though they look and function as they biologically should (being part of the species as it is), and I have yet to meet that reckless and heroic soul willing to score her / his own appearance a perfect 10/10 - in public. (Image: Amy Winehouse - Famous Face.us) Everyone is aware that there's a huge difference between hating oneself on a bad hair day and hating one's hair, for as long as one has been aware of its existence. If you pop into a hairdresser during lunch on a bad hair day, or apply a fragrant ointment or gel, the perceived problem should be satisfactorily resolved. Similarly, professional m