Conference hair. I’ve experienced it. Have you? When I left home, every hair was slicked back, sprayed with mega-hold, and cooperating perfectly. I was ready for my glamor shot! But, somewhere between Chic-Fil’-A drive-throughs, and gas stations, my perfect hairstyle was… uh… let’s just say it was looking a little tired. It perked right up when we made the ascent of Black Mountain. I do say it almost looked like I’d had a fright. Especially when we ascended through the … Continue reading →