When I was a child,  most ordinary  women washed their own hair.   Once a week was the norm.  There were various shampoos like Prell that were supposed to do something special.  Afterwards, you might set your hair with pin curls, curlers , or in later years, rollers.   It wasn’t until the 1970’s that portable hair dryers made blow dried hair popular,  and women began to depend upon beauty parlors.   The point is, most women  are capable of washing and styling  their own hair. Especially during this pandemic. Speaker of the House  Nancy Pelosi apparently can’t do that. I guess we all saw the picture of her at a beauty salon last week, walking around with wet hair and no mask.  All of which is against  San Francisco’s restrictions during the Covid-19 pandemic.   C’mon Nancy, wash your hair.

It’s real simple.  Just step in the shower, apply some shampoo, rub it in, and turn on the water.  See, you don’t have to go to a beauty salon to have clean hair!  Of course, you need someone to put on the proper amount of goo and blow dry it to the desired style..   But you’d think an 80 year old woman would have figured out how to do that by now.   She seems pretty spry when you see her on television. 

Let’s give Nancy Pelosi the benefit of the doubt.  Maybe she has arthritic shoulders , and she can’t lift her hands to her head.  Or, she could be afraid of falling in the shower.  Doesn’t she have any help around the house?  I’m willing to bet she has a maid, cleaning woman, housekeeper, or whatever euphemism is used to describe women who earn their living by taking care of other people’s  needs.  And she has some daughters and grandchildren nearby who could help out—if they wanted to.  

 Nancy doesn’t appear to be frugal.  I can’t remember seeing her twice in the same outfit. Apparently, she lives in a gated community of mansions.  Surely, she has enough money to pay a hairdresser to come to her house.   Many people do that, especially if they’re handicapped. It boggles the mind to think she would break all the quarantine rules in San Francisco just to have her hair washed.    

C’mon Nancy, wash your hair.