This was one of the most irritating of all the tasks, because it's been going on for months and months. It's funny, I found that the friends who have known me the longest are the ones that came up with the most confronting and irritating tasks...this one was from Rachel who also made me read the longest book ever, for Number 12: Read War and Peace.
I didn't have long hair growing up, it was always short. There's not a single photo of me with long hair until I was about 16, which for a girl seems strange and even slightly cruel. Why couldn't I have pigtails or braids and use all those cute clips and bows and ribbons? My mother explains it by saying "you were always getting food and other things stuck in your hair, so we had to keep it short."
I almost broke a couple of times, dialing my sweet friend Daniel Erdman, who gives the best hair cut in town, if you can manage to track him down....In those moments, Radha tried reverse psychology, saying "yeah, you should cut it off...it doesn't look that great anyways" which only irritated me more. I knew she was trying to manipulate me, and still I couldn't resist the manipulation. If I cut it, she'd win and if I kept it, she'd win again.
So for this blog, before I go and see Mr. Erdman, who I've missed terribly and haven't seen in about six months, I thought it would be fun to show some of my hair cuts through the years, to really make this worthy of checking off. It's not fun unless I squirm a bit. There are a lot of Dorothy Hammill cuts in the lot..... Some photos may not be appropriate for children, pets or people sensitive to bad hair, as I had an obsession with perming and coloring my hair plum and dark brown in the 80's and 90's. Please enjoy...
1985 1988 (High School Graduation)