Thought I was through with blogging, but this hair thing has been obsessing me so -- yes, I know it's irrational but maybe talking about it to you will help me let go of the irritation. 
How come I only noticed a few weeks ago? How long has this been going on? Did the Pope recently issue an edict saying you can't anchor a cable tv network unless your hair is below your shoulders...you can't make a commercial for this year's automobile unless your hair is long and almost -- but not quite entirely -- straight?Women are ironing their hair again?...we might as well be back in the '80s.
And what's the word I'm trying to remember (I once heard that the nouns are the first to go, and that's true) -- aha! extensions! That's the word! I've been dealing with hair for more than nine decades now, and I happen to know it takes at least a couple of years to grow hair down to your shoulders, so we're talking hair extensions, right? or did everyone on TV suddenly decide to wear wigs? I can't tell just looking at them -- what do you think?Maybe I haven't been paying enough attention. Maybe it's been happening over a period of a few years and I just never noticed?
And why does this whole thing irritate me so?
Because it's a look that takes a hairdresser to maintain, meaning it's fussy, and implies the woman has nothing better to do with her time.
ReplyDeleteBecause they all look like Ivanka. Shudder.
ReplyDeleteFirst two photos, it looks like their own hair. Second two, probably not.
ReplyDeleteBut here's another take on growing out hair: After umpteen years of wearing my straight-as-string hair short and not liking the professional hairdressers' results most of the time, I noticed that my hair was actually getting curlier and developing more "body" after menopause--so I've grown it out and now need no more attention than a trim at Supercuts every two months. (I could even do the trim at home, except that I'm too chicken to try it and I'm not about to lay that burden on Dear Husband.) I admit I do need to think of something more interesting to do with it besides parting it down the middle and pulling it into a ponytail, but I've asked the clever neighbor across the street to give me a few lessons for Christmas.
And I absolutely refuse to consider coloring my hair. I worked hard for this gray, and I even like the way it's coming in.
One word - FASHION. It's been with us for millennia, and it will probably continue to rule the populus for another millennium or so. But why does it irritate you so much now, Edith?
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