|5/1/14 -- following hair cut|
During my first iteration teaching (from 1968 until 1990) I went to an actual "beauty shop" once a week. I was pernamented every three months. My hair was dyed once the gray showed up. I got a weekly manicure. When I quit teaching in KCMO and opened my own business I forgave the weekly appointments and grew my hair long. Well, as long as it would grow. I wore it "bun-like" on the middle of the back of my head, often with a colorful bow, ribbon, clip.
|Teaching in fall, 1978 -- regular weekly beauty shop appointments kept the hair perfect|
|Clearly I'm the one in blue, third from left -- and the hair was past shoulder length|
That's when I found Fantastic Sam's. They had a woman who would re-cut my hair so I could maintain it -- and she would permanent it until I actually had body AND curl. Then I started going semi-regularly, about every four to six months -- for a re-do.
|2006 -- notice I'm still denying the gray|
Having a new hair cut always puts a little energy into my step and I feel better about myself, if only because now I'm "even" on both sides of my head (you have no idea how annoyed I feel when I look in a mirror and one side of my hair looks puffier / flatter / curlier / longer / shorter than the other).
Now I think I'll take a nap. It's really chilly outside, the sky is gray and cloudy, and periodically some rain drips from the sky. At least I've been outside once today. The TV reruns and DVR are calling my name.