September 02, 2009
Don't judge my hair.
Ah, go on then. Worth clicking back to some of the earlier pages.
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Rainbow Mohicans, gotta love 'em. The Cruise Cut post seems a bit harsh though, just an excuse to have a dig at Scientology. There is plenty of other material (as made obvious by the existence of this blog) and his hair isn't weird enough.
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I remember the first time I saw an afro - way back in the late 1960s, when I worked in a car dealership in Santa Rosa, CA, just a few miles from a reputed hippie commune.The owner came to the office window to pay for some parts,and the visual suprise literally took my breath away The 'do was about the size of the one on the link, but rounder and coppery red. It's burned into some cells in my retina. Years later, when I was much more grandmotherly looking, I had lots of giggles complementing teens with "outrageous" hair. I figured that if a female codger told them how great it looked, they'd probably go get a buzz cut to ward off my cooties and their parents would take heart in their kids' maturity.
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Speaking of codgers, I'm glad to see Phil Spector in there representing.
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I remember fondly the late sixties when I had long, thick hair down to my shoulders. Nowadays, there ain't enough left on my head to ever cause a bad hair day, although there's new hair sprouting on my shoulders.
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Body hair is like vegetation: it grows where you don't want it to grow, and it doesn't grow where you want it to grow.
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Epic win!
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Argh! There are no rules! Two men enter! One man leaves!
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Hee hee- had to log in to register my wholehearted approval of this post. Brilliant writeups on the latter entries. What fabulous "do's" on those pages! I am of the opinion that obsessive hair treatments skip a generation - my mother was (and is) all about obsessively *not* having the straight hair she was born with, and my daughter's hair doesn't seem to stay the same colour for more than a month at a time. Me, I was cursed with orange hair and am only now coming to accept it, but never wanted to call attention to my neon tresses more by changing them.
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I for one love orange hair, fish tick. Fie on those who don't. (And I'm not even a Syracuse fan, though Mr. Kinnakeet is.)