I inherited straight hair--no bending, no curving, and thick.
For the past few months I’ve been in recovery from an encounter
with a perky, young beautician fresh out of beauty school—
who left me looking something like this.
A three month grow-out left me looking like this.
Not too long ago my granddaughter had her mom give her a perm.
Then her hair looked like this.
The last time I had a perm, most people’s hair looked like this.
I guess that puts me on the slippery side of over the hill.
So I’ll blame senility for finding myself looking in the mirror at this the other day.
A self-inflicted perm. As in permanent.
After a haircut I looked like this.
The blow dryer didn’t help.
Neither did gel.
I told my daughter I was considering another haircut.
Maybe I’d have it chopped down to about two inches.
Then with some piercings I could look like this.
My daughter said I should spike it and color it purple.
With a little leather and a studded collar I could look like this!
Perhaps a hat could hide the disaster.
How about the rustic geezer look?
Other people wear strange hats and look just fine.
I understand there was a rush to own a copy of this hat.
Maybe my new ‘do will help me be a better artist.