Mrs. CC1 had perfected the swoop / bun in JAX. While it looked amazingly simple she actually spent a lot of time trying to get it smooth. I always said that by the time she got ready for church she really needed church!
I can relate to Mrs. CC1. Many, many moons ago when my mother did her hair "up" for everything, including camping, I learned not to stand in or near the doorway of the bathroom. More times than I can count, a hairbrush would be flung out the door and with a LOT of force. Then the mutterings would start... "wish i was bald" "going to pull every last strand out if it takes two weeks" and many other comments that would probably earn me an infraction. Hair time was a dangerous time in our home.
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I can relate to Mrs. CC1. Many, many moons ago when my mother did her hair "up" for everything, including camping, I learned not to stand in or near the doorway of the bathroom. More times than I can count, a hairbrush would be flung out the door and with a LOT of force. Then the mutterings would start... "wish i was bald" "going to pull every last strand out if it takes two weeks" and many other comments that would probably earn me an infraction. Hair time was a dangerous time in our home.
I had such a problem with bar hair days on Sunday mornings that for several months I made myself go to church with "hippie hair", (straight, parted down the middle and tucked behind my ears), to try and kill the vanity.
I can relate to Mrs. CC1. Many, many moons ago when my mother did her hair "up" for everything, including camping, I learned not to stand in or near the doorway of the bathroom. More times than I can count, a hairbrush would be flung out the door and with a LOT of force. Then the mutterings would start... "wish i was bald" "going to pull every last strand out if it takes two weeks" and many other comments that would probably earn me an infraction. Hair time was a dangerous time in our home.
I think certain decadeds (the 70s) were hard on men as well:
I can relate to Mrs. CC1. Many, many moons ago when my mother did her hair "up" for everything, including camping, I learned not to stand in or near the doorway of the bathroom. More times than I can count, a hairbrush would be flung out the door and with a LOT of force. Then the mutterings would start... "wish i was bald" "going to pull every last strand out if it takes two weeks" and many other comments that would probably earn me an infraction. Hair time was a dangerous time in our home.
But, you know, those bad hair days happen to every woman, no matter the length!
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