This week Mama Kat asked us to post a Throwback Thursday photo and write about it. But honestly, Meg couldn’t limit it to one stingy photo when it comes to the subject of hair, or should I say the stuff on our heads and the bane of every women’s existence. (with the possible exception of of Kyle Richards).
Meg is the family archivist and photographer, and in her spare time she tries to scan, organize and keep photos together, because she hates the thought of every single photo of her family being held hostage on an android phone. While sorting through some of these photos, there soon was a common theme.
HAIR. Bad hair, good hair, blonde hair, brunette hair. Let’s take a look:
Sweet one year old pixie hair. It never gets better than this people, they don’t call it baby soft for nothing.
Post college hair, circa 1981. And hey, look at that phone on the desk with all the buttons! That red button is called a HOLD button, kids.
Permed hair. Meg has posted this photo before, but it’s worth doing again, as it really does show the perils and danger of processing your hair in this manner.
Gigantic hair! Bold, blonde, big crazy hair!
I am quite certain that my hair was bigger than this baby, and Meg believes she was VERY proud of this look.
Regular let’s keep it real hair.
Thank God we aren’t expected to take a curling iron to our heads any longer.
When I see these photos, of course it brings back many memories. Mostly though, it makes me think two things:
What was I thinking? (Not sure)
Exactly how much money have I spent on my hair? (Enough to finance a luxury vacation to the Greek Islands for a month).
Sigh. Wishing I was on Mykonos right now.