Good Blog: Don’t Judge My Hair
Nov182009
I’m having one of those weeks. Well, months. Among other things, I’ve done two different rants in draft form. Maybe I’m just cranky. Anyway, I’ve decided one way to cheer up is to change my hair color. I’m going with champagne blonde although I have no idea how that’s going to work out. If it’s anything like the past times I’ve changed my hair color, it’ll be . . . interesting. So while I’m achieving maturity through Clairol instead of ranting, here’s a blog that will put whatever I end up with in context. I don’t think my results will be as a bad or good as anything on there, but then you never know.
I now give you Don’t Judge My Hair. ( I’m pretty sure the people in the second photo below are serial killers, but it could just be, you know, the hair.)
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22 Comments to 'Good Blog: Don’t Judge My Hair'
On November 18, 2009 at 10:07 pm JulieB said...
Um, don’t you mean the dude in the 3rd?
On November 18, 2009 at 10:08 pm Brooke said...
That third one is just freaky.
On November 18, 2009 at 10:09 pm Chelle said...
I’m not sure what’s scarier (or if that’s a word): That last “face”, or that I know people who’d do that. Heck, I’m Related to people who’d do that!
On November 18, 2009 at 10:10 pm Chelle said...
The first one is pretty cool though.
On November 18, 2009 at 10:45 pm marly said...
Have Mercy! We couldn’t stop scrolling through the older entries of “Don’t Judge My Hair”. It was the photo of the 3 members of the Faith Tones that had us falling off our chairs, though. I remember it vividly, but had sort of blurred it over in my mind. That was not our time of self-expression through hair – we all looked that way. The question is, “Why?” Anna said it hurt her to think how much better she could have looked back then instead of expending all that effort (and hairspray) to look so awful. There’s a lot to be said for all the products today that let you look natural.
On November 18, 2009 at 11:50 pm steph said...
i think i had the same shirt as the girl wearing the wig and the photo of me is faded just about like that. thankfully my hair was normal except for uneven bangs that my mom cut herself.
On November 19, 2009 at 12:59 am Steff M said...
I think every women understands the need – no, the compulsion – to change our hair color. My favorite is an all over color with contrasting highlights, because if one color is good, two is better. So if the “new you” doesn’t work, change is only a trip to the drugstore and a box of color away.
On November 19, 2009 at 3:15 am Louis said...
Well, there’s big hair days and there’s scary hair days.
Never the twain to meet.
On November 19, 2009 at 7:44 am Micki said...
This is just too funny! Why is it even busy people find time to do weird stuff with their hair? It’s just the best procrastinator! Guy number three must have been putting off some heavy duty stuff . . . .
On November 19, 2009 at 8:14 am Lyn said...
When I saw the small girl in the big wig, I felt grateful to know that nowadays there are wigs made specially for children.
On November 19, 2009 at 10:47 am McB said...
The tipoff for the 3rd photo is the ears.
On November 19, 2009 at 6:44 pm Lilah Pierce said...
I thought the tipoff for the 3rd photo was that there was no nostrils
On November 19, 2009 at 11:21 am TerriO said...
I love coloring my hair. Usually. But it’s mandatory now since the silver comes in faster and faster. And I’m too damn young to go silver just yet.
I do love to point out my sister kept her mullet way past the expiration date for those things. I mean the Billy Ray Cyrus model. Well into the 90s. Then, as a change, she did the big 80s perm through the first half of this decade. She still hasn’t quite joined the 21st century, but no mullet and no perms in at least three years is pretty good.
Good luck with the color. Are you going to share so we can see how great you look? (Not that you don’t look great now, I’m sure you do.)
On November 19, 2009 at 11:26 am Kate George said...
This can’t be coincidence, it must be serendipity.
My day job is study hall monitor at our high school. Not the most illustrious day job, but it does allow me to write for a couple of class periods a day. Well most days.
Back to the subject. Today I laughed until I cried when one of the girls put one of the boys’ hair up in four inch pig tails sticking straight up from his head. Haven’t laughed that hard in a dog’s age.
Don’t worry the boy in question let her do it, and actually seemed pleased with the effect.
When she finally took the pigtails out his hair stood on end which made me laugh all over again. I wish I had pictures to show you!
I’ve been in a ranting mood all week so all this laughing is good for me. Gotta lighten up and get my style back.
On November 19, 2009 at 11:35 am McB said...
Okay, I went to the link and backed right out again. Some of those photos just freaked me out too much.
On November 19, 2009 at 12:43 pm PG said...
And now for a completely different link: I think a lot of folks here, if they’re not already reading Gail Collins, would enjoy her work.
“I had breast cancer back in 2000, and I am trying to come up with a way that I can use that experience to shed some light on these new findings. I have never believed that everything happens for a reason. But I do feel very strongly that everything happens so that it can be turned into a column.
“Whatever the moral would be, I don’t think it helps Representative Camp’s argument. I had mammograms every year like clockwork, and I had just gotten a clean bill of health from my latest one when I found a lump on my left breast while watching a rerun of “Buffy the Vampire Slayer,” multitasker that I am.”
On November 19, 2009 at 1:17 pm Sure thing said...
Loving the “MIT hazing” ritual. Too funny.
On November 19, 2009 at 4:34 pm Bethany said...
I miss the Loreal Color Mousse that was around about 5 years back. I’d go purple or cherry for a week or two when I was stressed and then be back to my normal with little damage or worries. I loved using the mousse to do messy “stripes” of the two colors since they blended well where they met and it was something fun that I could control when things were getting crazy.
On November 19, 2009 at 6:10 pm Lilah Pierce said...
The first one: so thats what Cousin It (from the Adams Family)’s wife looks like
The third one: way too much time on his hands…or maybe its on his head (bad joke)
On November 20, 2009 at 11:16 am Lori J. said...
This might cheer you up:
http://aneasyrecipe.com/yummy/what-chefs-do-when-they-are-bored/
On November 20, 2009 at 3:17 pm Beki said...
Oh, boy. As someone who kept varying shades of bright red for the past sixteen years before radically embracing my natural color (ahem, mousy blonde) again, let me say GET ON WITH IT! I love haircolor dyes and the only real reason I let it go natural was to check to see if I’m gray at all yet. Nope. So, for awhile, I’ll just show that off and then see what happens when that first silvery strand appears.
By the way, anyone, does the first strand of gray “appear” or grow in?
On November 24, 2009 at 3:47 pm Mary Stella said...
Ahhh the 60s and beehive hairdos. Somewhere I have a picture of my cousins and me at our grandparents 50th Wedding Anniversary. I was 11. We’d all been taken to the beauty salon and received highly teased, hairsprayed beehives. You know the ones — so tall that our mothers accessorized the ‘do by tying ribbons around the middle that matched the sashes on our dresses.
So Bride of Frankensteinish.