Madame Curie, or... Mad Madame Mim?

I looked in the mirror the other night and laughed and said, "With my hair up in this eternal and frizzy bun, I think I look a little like a mad scientist."



I was thinking Madame Curie.

I figured we had more than just the frizzed bun look in common. "Hello, Radiation, how you doin'?" (Too bad I smile too much. I looked and I looked for a pic of Mme Curie with a smile on her face, but one was not to be found. Bless her sweet, hard-working little heart. She was too focused to smile, methinks. ... Totally not an issue I have. Clearly.)

But Mom thought I looked more like Mad Madame Mim.



You know, from The Sword in the Stone.



Bottom line: I need to comb my hair out, maybe wear it down a little more often. Oh, and work on not crossing my eyes or making other goofy faces.