Brad posted about the first song he ever recorded off the radio…and an accompanying video. The hair on the band members was making me fall off my chair laughing…until I remembered my childhood.
I had a series of unfortunate hairstyles. None of them documented extensively (thank goodness!), but enough for me to remember them.
I had hair like those band guys. It was fourth grade, and I got a perm from Mrs. Neskaug. And then a haircut. And she cut my hair like she cut the hair of every one of her clients. Unfortunately, she normally worked at a nursing home.
I tried to use barrettes to camoflauge the damage. But let’s be honest, it didn’t really work. See:
And for reference, here are a few of my many hairstyles:
Have a good laugh to begin your week! 
I’ll have to dig up a picture of my “big hair days” – I got a perm before going to Portugal as an exchange student so I wouldn’t have to worry about blow-drying. I look like a poodle gone bad!
It’s really not very bad…really….you were styling girl!
Nothing is worse than the perm. that I allowed someone to do to just the top of my head….honestly….
I TOTALLY need to see a picture of that.
If there were any pictures, I’m sure I burned them….but this should give you an idea of how wonderful I looked….take this picture but add long, straight hair past my shoulders….
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(this humiliation has come up before)
Truly, not bad at all. I’d have to be on the receiving end of a large sum of money to post my childhood pictures.
My gender-bending trauma didn’t happen in fifth grade… I had beautifully feathered hair that year. Maybe it was sixth grade when the hairdresser curled my hair and made me all girly and I was too embarrassed to say anything until the end. Then I plaintively squeeked out, “I’m a boy!”
HAHA!!! Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh….hehehehehehe…sorry….
Beth…do you have a picture of that?
No. Dang it. But I do remember him letting me curl his hair one time, just to see how it would turn out. It was very lovely…except for the man face under the hair.
But you had cute, little dangley thingies on your barrettes.