Sunday, May 07, 2006
Do you ever cringe when you see old pictures of yourself with a frightening hairstyle? I wonder if the lady shown here looks at this picture and thinks her hair looks good. But even more wonderous is how a stylist could have done this to someone and let them walk out the door. Do you think they laughed themselves to smithereens as soon as she was gone?
What exactly is the rationale or purpose for hair this large? Is it the manifestation of her aura? Is it hiding small animals or objects? Does it flip completely to one side as one complete piece when the wind catches it from underneath? What does she do when that happens?
When it's teased and sprayed that much, doesn't it hurt when you finally brush it all out?
What hairspray did she use to attain this architectural wonder? I bet it was Sebastian in the super huge white can.
I love the big hair quandary: don't see a whole lot of it here in Portland. But I start my day every morning drinking from the big hair coffee cup...
Deep thinking for a Sunday morning.
Posted by LeLo at Sunday, May 07, 2006