I needed a haircut a few days ago. My usual hairdresser was on vacation in Florida, so I let another girl cut my hair.
As soon as I walked in the door and saw her, I should have turned and ran away. She was a reject from the 80’s. She had big poufey hair. It was about a mile high and bleached blond with the very dark roots showing under the pouf.
She cut my hair in a way that only works with big hair. Normally I wouldn’t care so much, because I always have my hair in a ponytail anyway. But tonight I’m going to a concert and I’ve tried to do my hair. It’s hugh !
My kids and husband are laughing at me. I look like the bride of Frankenstein. My hair won’t do anything else.
So, I’m just going to break out the fringe suade boots and blue eyeliner and be an 80’s reject too.
Poor thing! That must be humiliating. At least she didn’t make your hair into a mullet. Or even worse, shave it down the middle and make it into a combover mullet like the one I saw ages ago.
Dragongirl, I’m so sorry to hear about your hair experience. I can’t figure out hairdressers who continue to get work when all they can produce is haircuts that are 15 years out of style. Your best bet is to schedule an appointment with your regular girl when she gets back from vacation so she can fix it to be a little more manageable.
We have several GSA (General Services Administration - government offices) on the office floors below us, and that group seems to be a breeding ground for out of date hair. Nearly every woman at this GSA office has huge, poufy, permed, teased hair with curled up bangs, or a mullet. They also still wear the 80’s-style miniskirts with the suntan pantyhose and white pumps. And we’re right outside of Washington DC! It’s not like we’re in some hillbilly mountain town where these people wouldn’t know any better!
Probably doesn’t apply here, but just a warning. I live in Orlando FL, and sometimes that weird looking guy, you know, the one with the grizzly adams hair and beard, or the one with the elvis sideburns? Sometimes he works at one of the parks and plays a mountain guy, or a fifties guy. Then again, maybe he’s just a weirdo.
Yesterday I had the greatest idea for a party - with an 80s theme. You have to dress like you did in high school (assuming you were in high school in the 80s, that is), do your hair in an 80s style, and bring your best/worst drink from then as well…not that I was drinking in high school…you know, like MD20/20 in assorted flavors, Thunderbird, Cisco, Boone’s Farm/Strawberry Hill, California Wine Coolers with the crap that got stuck in your teeth, etc.
What’s stopping me from actually planning this is I can just picture a bunch of out-of-shape mid-30s somethings wearing parachute pants, mini-skirts with fishnet hose, bobbi socks and pumps, and lots and lots of bad makeup…we’d need more therapy than we already get.
I think that’s a great party idea, STG. Even (or especially) with your noted issues. I think I’ll try to con^H^H^Hpersuade my SF club to host an 80s party for our area.
Oh dear…I’m sorry about your hair disaster Dragongirl. I had a similar experience a few years back when I had my long hair cut off for (what I thought would be) a new, chic Louise Brooks bob - only to get a Dorothy Hamel do. Ack, the memory of it still makes me shudder…Don’t worry. It WILL grow - albeit slowly, but it will!!
