It looked like loads of fun, so I gave it a try...only to find out I really did look like that in those years. In fact, I think they must have been using my yearbook! See what you think...
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This was when I tried to have Farrah Fawcett hair only we didn't own a blow drier and hair conditioner was not invented yet. I think there were only about three choices in shampoo then, all of which were pretty harsh on natural curls. I was probably singing some sad folk song by John Denver when this was taken.
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These were the years of big hair, and I had just come from Dallas, Texas, where the bigger the better. I believe this volume was created by a root perm (invented for Rod Stewart?) and hot rollers. This shot was taken by the newspaper for a write up on a one-person show of my paintings. I had just begun modeling high-end clothes for a department store because computer graphics hadn't yet been invented and there wasn't much I could do with an art degree.
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This was the decade I dispensed with makeup, high heels, and uncomfortable clothes and embraced my more natural, laid-back self. I became proficient in computer graphics and also had a successful nature tour company. These were the years I felt and looked my best.
And of course the fun one for me was the '60's since I was still a kid. But I still had the 'do'.
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What did you look like in those years?
6 comments:
well, sadly, my parents hold all my youthful pictures hostage in a box hidden deep in the recesses of their spare bedroom closet, so you will have to only imagine, but some people on facebook say I have not changed a bit, and I think it is because I've been wearing these brunette bangs all my life!
I do have a funny post coming up soon about styles too, sparked by a recent trip to the make-up store, GASP!
p.s. thanks for the love!
p.s.s. I always forget when I have enjoyed reading so much to tell the person! This was a great post and very fun to see all the pics and I had a farrah miss-do too!
It is uncanny!
Wow, that is just wild! You were pretty cute.
I always felt awkward and gangly growing up because I kind of was. I was always the tallest girl...and sometimes the tallest of all the students in the class. I'm not sharing any pics, though. I hated school and don't want to think about it for one more second.
lol...sort of.
~Lisa
I am laughing my fanny off! As they say "it's like deja vu all over again", hahaha!
How well I remember, our shampoo was either Prell or Breck!
Tressy made me so jealous, changing hair via your belly button! Who ever thought that one up?
I never had enough hair to manage that Farrah look, no matter how hard I tried; there's only so much you can do with AquaNet!
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