India Arie sang:

I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no no
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within

I love you, India, and while I agree with the skin and expectations parts of your song--I am the soul that lives within--I have to admit, I am my hair. I remember getting the infamous haircut of '06 (pictured right). I went to my trusted hair guru, Eddie (who coincidentally cuts hair like Edward Scissorhands) and asked for "Nelly Furtado bangs." It was the perfect idea... or so I thought.

What happened? When Eddie finished, I noticed my bangs were a half of an inch shorter than I had hoped. Fear! Half of an inch may not sound like a lot, but when one can see eyebrows and a quarter of an inch of forehead under bangs, one gets alarmed. (Oh yes, I freaked.) As a result of my hair mishap and my hairdresser wanting me to look like a Harajuku girl, I sported a headband for two months.

Luckily, my bangs grew out to the Nicole-Richie goodness that they are. And, while I am not my skin, I am not your expectations, and I am the soul that lives within, I am also very much my hair, thank you. I can't deny its significance--it's a part of me and it's important.

I'm not alone on this notion, I know. A survey conducted by the International Society of Hair Restoration Surgery found that--out of more money, more friends or more hair--59 percent of survey takers chose they'd prefer more hair. That's right--over half of the lot chose an aesthetic over finance and humans. Go figure.

So yeah, I am among the many women obsessed with my scalp and what's growing out of it. And, I can sooo relate to the ladies featured in this Chris Rock documentary, Good Hair:



Are you hair-obsessed, too?

--Ysolt

Okay, this made me laugh. Apparently, you can eat whatever you want and still have perfect abs. The only catch? You have to paint it on.

It Cosmetics recently saw a hike in traffic on their site (9,000 percent, as a matter of fact), after word got out that a Playboy cover model had Abs in a Box overnighted to her home. Hmmm. Now it's on backorder, so if you were planning on having fab abs come the holidays, you're going to have to hold off.

Maybe when spring hits, you'll have an opportunity to shade on the perfect tummy. How are your drawing skills? Until then, just embrace your bodies and eat whatever you want during turkey day, and enjoy.

Worry about your abs next year!

--Ysolt

Would you paint on abs?