My Life, My Hair

There are certain people I think of and their hair style comes to mind. Their hair acts as a definition of their entire being. For a long time I had a style of hair that defined me, but since I lost the definition of that style back around the year 2002, my hair has been sitting on top of my head…soulless.

In 2nd grade I remember getting this cut from a friend of one of my relatives who said they were a Beautician. She called my cut a “Pixie.” She was probably the janitor at the local beauty school. Guess which one is me:

In the mid to late 70′s I had the iconic long hair of the time. I liked it and while my friends were getting the feathered bangs, I hung on to this style for as long as I could until friends pressured me to get with the new styles:

4th grade

8th grade

The feathered bangs was basically the 80′s mullet look, that was attractive indeed, I’m surprised it hasn’t made a comeback yet with all the other bad 1980′s styles: the 80′s flip and then the 80′s perm. Thankfully I never really clung to these hairstyles to define me. Have you ever met someone stuck in the 80′s? It’s not pretty.

Flipping cool.

1980's Feathered Mullet

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Me and my hairdresser Mike, who is also my best friend, got dreadfully matching perms that were popular along with cocaine:

Mike and I with matching styles

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I moved to L.A. and was highly influenced by the big hair scene…

Long live rock, but NOT big hair

I finally found my hairstyle and kept the same style throughout my 20′s and 30′s. It worked well for me:

The defining style of the late 80's and 90's

Then I got tired of being a Rock Chick and had a nervous breakdown and spent the next few years redefining myself, but I couldn’t quite get the hair to match my feelings about myself so it has become something of a nuisance growing out of the top of my head.

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Hats, clips, glasses and bobby pins have become my friend and are a good distraction from my lifeless hair:

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On my trip to Texas two weeks ago my niece cut my hair and ended up with nothing less than perfection as far as defining how I feel about myself. I feel it matches how I see myself:

It’s a drastically new look for me, but I think it works.

I don’t think most men are as concerned with their hairstyle coinciding with how they feel about themselves but I think women think about this. Entertainers think about it too; I wouldn’t recognize Andy Warhol, Jennifer Anniston or even David Letterman without their iconic hairstyles.  Their hair is part of their persona.

How’s your hair?

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