ramblings about hair
May. 20th, 2004 01:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
titusnowlNever in my life have I had my hair quite like this. I didn't cut it for years and years, and then I was in high school and there was a chance marshmallow accident coupled with a deep and abiding desire for change which ultimately resulted in hair so short it was almost a crew cut - not on purpose, you mind, but that was the end result. Never get a drastic hair cut unless you know your hairdresser well, or you are highly unlikely to get the results you really want.
So I had a boy's haircut and looked like a chipmunk - a 13-year-old MALE chipmunk - throughout my freshman year of high school. Then I stopped getting it trimmed and it grew out until, by my junior year, it was about the lenghth it is now. The only difference is that now it is neat and tailored and all of one length such that you can tell it is a feminine hairstyle, and when I was 16 and 17 it was really more like Kurt Cobain's or Johnny Depp's. Of course, at that time, Johnny Depp was still a few years away from becoming widely recognized as the be-all and end-all of hotness, so all my friends associated my hairstyle with was Kurt Cobain.
On an aside re: Kurt Cobain hair: I am a natural blonde; I dye red as a form of artificial intelligence, one could say. I've also always had a secret desire for oddly colored hair - just not enough to dye my entire head one weird color. I'd much rather have streaks. So my friend and I obtained a jar of deep blue Manic Panic and attempted to streak my hair. She just dyed ALL of hers - she has really short, dark brown hair and it went a beautiful indigo color that looked AMAZING on her - but I wanted some face-framing streaks and that's all. Of course we didn't use one of those little helmety things that you're supposed to use for that, so when I rinsed the dye out, the watered-down dye got all over ALL my hair, and my entire head had a bluish tinge that slowly faded to a green almost exactly the color of extremely moldy bread. This led to several "Zombie Cobain" jokes around the lunch table at school.
Anyway, I didn't cut my hair for several years and just let it get longer and longer. Occasionally I'd get it trimmed to about shoulder length but mostly I just ignored it. And then last week I was all "let's get short hair!" and now I am Scout and I can do 1930s hair only I can't really because I haven't a fucking clue how to make finger waves or approximate a Marcel.
So yeah timeline:
long hair -> chipmunk -> zombie cobain -> long hair -> flapper
So I had a boy's haircut and looked like a chipmunk - a 13-year-old MALE chipmunk - throughout my freshman year of high school. Then I stopped getting it trimmed and it grew out until, by my junior year, it was about the lenghth it is now. The only difference is that now it is neat and tailored and all of one length such that you can tell it is a feminine hairstyle, and when I was 16 and 17 it was really more like Kurt Cobain's or Johnny Depp's. Of course, at that time, Johnny Depp was still a few years away from becoming widely recognized as the be-all and end-all of hotness, so all my friends associated my hairstyle with was Kurt Cobain.
On an aside re: Kurt Cobain hair: I am a natural blonde; I dye red as a form of artificial intelligence, one could say. I've also always had a secret desire for oddly colored hair - just not enough to dye my entire head one weird color. I'd much rather have streaks. So my friend and I obtained a jar of deep blue Manic Panic and attempted to streak my hair. She just dyed ALL of hers - she has really short, dark brown hair and it went a beautiful indigo color that looked AMAZING on her - but I wanted some face-framing streaks and that's all. Of course we didn't use one of those little helmety things that you're supposed to use for that, so when I rinsed the dye out, the watered-down dye got all over ALL my hair, and my entire head had a bluish tinge that slowly faded to a green almost exactly the color of extremely moldy bread. This led to several "Zombie Cobain" jokes around the lunch table at school.
Anyway, I didn't cut my hair for several years and just let it get longer and longer. Occasionally I'd get it trimmed to about shoulder length but mostly I just ignored it. And then last week I was all "let's get short hair!" and now I am Scout and I can do 1930s hair only I can't really because I haven't a fucking clue how to make finger waves or approximate a Marcel.
So yeah timeline:
long hair -> chipmunk -> zombie cobain -> long hair -> flapper
