Written by

Finding Inspiration In an Eggplant

General

Now that Alan is eating again, is putting on weight and doesn’t have 5 different IVs and drips and hoses coming out of him, I’ve been able to notice “normal” things about him. For instance, things like his hair. I’d been observing it since he had been released from the hospital — its length, its in-excitability, its remarkable likeness to a leaf of lettuce clinging hopelessly to his head.  

This weekend we were discussing the subject of his hair while waiting in line to order our tacos, when he remarked that he might just grow it out and wear it long, down to his shoulders long. He said he’d always wanted to have long hair again, so why not now? 
While it’s true that some guys can pull off long hair, it should be noted that it’s as rare as the woman who’s able to successfully pull off the pixie cut. Not everyone looks good with an 
extreme hair do, and was he trying to tell me he was a Halle Berry?

I was trying to picture the long hair in my head when he said, “See! Like that guy.” 
I followed his gaze to the people in front of us. One man had just enough hair to warm the sides of his head. The guy next to him had a plain buzz cut. I couldn’t see any other guys he might be looking at because surely, surely he was not referring to the Metallica fan right in front of us. He had such a nice head of hair, so long, straight, black and luscious that he could have been mistaken for my friend Sue — a woman who could afford to quit her day job and pose for Pantene Pro-V ads as far as I was concerned. I looked at Alan and he he did a little head jerk to indicate that he was indeed referring to Metallica Man. 
“Yeah, but he has straight hair,” I whispered.
“So?” he said.
“So?” I said, making a big deal of eyeing Alan’s very not-straight, very not-curly, but definitely something weird and sorta in between lettuce leaf. “So, no, that’s not going to work.” 

We got home and I pulled out my scissors. I had had enough of the lettuce. As 

I’ve never been formally trained on cutting hair, I did what I imagined most stylists do. I closed my eyes to envision what I might want my creation to look like. I thought of movie stars, 
spaceships and swimming pools, when all of a sudden an image of an eggplant popped into my head. It turned out to be the perfect inspiration, and with some careful snipping, I turned the head of lettuce into the top of an eggplant.
Before – Lettuce Head
After – eggplant stem

Last modified: January 10, 2019