Hair.....

Just for a laugh, and a bit of self indulgence:

For my 60th birthday party daughter Jess complied a timeline of my haircuts......here is a small selection !

Comments aren't really needed for pudding basin cuts.......why did our mothers do this to us ?

Hair bands.....and the kids in matching granny knit jumpers

 

I adored that dress...bought with my first Saturday job wage. I earned 27/6d for a day working at Stead and Simpsons in Hendon. I think the dress cost £1.19/.6d, so mum lent me the rest. This was 1970....I was 15.

My American Lit lecturer just informing me that his zip had broken in his trousers

Me.....a very suntanned teacher....just returned from a US holiday.

Another teacher pose....with my Sheboygan High class.

My first visit to Venice.

I'm on the left, wearing one of my mother's dresses, which I absolutely loved and wish I still had.....although as it would never fit in a million years, perhaps it is best that I don't still have it.

I had to get rid of the frizz and dead ends after Jess was born

but never mind about my hair.....what about Marks ? 

I went back to being dark for a while. If you are taking notice here, you will see that I, too, used a pudding basin on my daughter. Sorry Jess...it's a mother thing.

oh heavens...another damn perm. I think this was the last one...never to be repeated.

yes, looking lovingly into Kevin Costner's eyes !

 

I don't know why it took me so many years to have the gap in my front teeth fixed !

Then began the orange phase......I loved it.

Sometimes the orange was maybe a bit too much ! I seem to recall
most of this came off on the pillow case at night.

 


Then came the wigs:

 

 

and finally, enough hair growth to get rid of the wigs. ( They are still in a drawer in my bedroom.....what do people do with old wigs ?)

The post chemo curly phase

and finally, back to normal

except when my hairdresser of 24 years decides it is long enough to put up !