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Frizzy hair 2
One of my friends, whose hair texture is much like mine, said that her husband–now ex-husband–criticized her “frizzy” hair. Another friend told me, when I was in the dressing room of a theater preparing for a performance on a very humid monsoon evening in Tucson, that she loves my hair. “It’s so big!” I exclaimed. She said, “Yeah, that’s called volume. Wish I had it.” 
Humidity has a literally and figuratively huge effect on my hair, so it’s pretty straight in dry weather and can become truly voluminous in, say, monsoon season (late June into September) in Tucson or when I’m in London. My last time there I wondered how the women (and it did seem to be all of them) could have straight, smooth hair when mine was simply enormous. But then I thought, Aha! Now I know why Rossetti’s women have the hair they do. Dante Gabriel Rossetti was a 19th-century English artist and poet whose paintings of women, often in the midst of flowers, I’ve loved since at least my late teens. You’d think I would have come up with my recent idea of why the Rossetti woman’s hair is big and fuzzy a while back, considering that I admired Rossetti’s paintings, and identified with the Rossetti woman, when I first visited London long ago. Magnificent hair, whether red, blonde, or brunette–its glorious weight of sexiness and sensuality and, simultaneously, what I imagine to be its breathtaking lightness to the touch. 
