I had a whole ‘nother post written and ready to post today – but it required me to do some arts and crafts, and then some photography – and I’m just not feeling very crafty at this precise moment. Plus, I worked out for the first time in a month yesterday and now I can’t move without extreme discomfort. I keep telling myself that’s a GOOD thing, because it means my muscles did their job and I’m getting in better shape – however, it’s hard to feel proud of myself when I try to pee and realize I can’t actually sit down on the toilet because my thighs are determined to exact excruciating revenge.
So, as I
am stuck recline here on the couch, practically immobile and feeling relatively fine (and trying not to think about the fact that I will have to get up in a few hours and climb STAIRS when it’s time for bed) – I was reading some of my favorite blogs and saw that it was “Throwback Thursday.” I’ve never done a Throwback Thursday before – but this seems to be the perfect day to participate, as the only thing I will have to move is my fingers.
I’m the type of person who gets bored with my hair easily. I’ve been this way since I was a kid – if it’s long, I want it short – if it’s short, I want it long – if it’s straight, I want curly – if it’s blonde, I may dye it green or purple (both have actually happened – one by accident, the other kind of on purpose). I thought for Throwback Thursday, I would share some of my very early hairstyles:
I had just started kindergarten when this shot was taken. My Mona Lisa smile can’t hide the fact that this style was not so flattering. However, I only have myself and my blunt tip scissors to blame. It appears I may have used my kindergarten shears on my photo as well.
In first grade, my hairstyle was oh, so classic. A sleek bob with a sassy flip at the bottom! This girl was ready to play some kiss-tag at recess! Get ready boys!
In second grade, I was really coming into my own. The ’70’s had just begun and I was feeling groovy (as illustrated by my cool sun pendant and my almost Nehru jacket). This style had bounce and swing — and the massive bow on top was like my own little crown. Yes, I was Queen of the World!
By forth grade, I was all about elegance and glamour! My sister and I
were forced loved to wear matching ‘dos and dresses. Secretly, she hated me because I got the beautiful pink velvet dress and she was stuck with the blue. My little secret? I was not wearing underwear that day.
By 7th grade, when I was entering Junior High school, I decided to really make a statement. And that statement was, “Holy Shit!” The plaid suit? The heavy turtleneck? The hair? Oh, God — the hair. Layers anyone?
What was your favorite hairstyle as a kid? Did you have a hairstyle that now makes you cringe?