That’s me last week, considering the posts of yesterday it’s pretty evident my hairstyle is deeply influenced by my natal decade… Although, I’ve never gotten the eyeliner thing down. Mr. L and I have discussed going short and silver (children avert your eyes) and the very notion has been dubbed an… nope, I can’t bring myself to type that… okay, the meaning of what he said was that it would be an impediment to connubial bliss… So, there you have it. Long hair in art (think this portrait)
gets across the very important idea of vigor and fertility and dynastic promise. Well, Queen Elizabeth’s reign was long and vigorous, although the Tudor dynasty stopped there. We’re talking symbolism and what it represents, and now for a fast forward to life in Hollywood. Two of my closest friends are costume designers, one of the them compares living in LA to a “fishbowl” existence, and the other has cautionary tales about “girlfriend” hair and the importance thereof. But, for those of us marching toward menopause, while we love our husbands dearly — are secretly (or in my case not so secretly) yearning for a “do” something like this:
Don’t even get me started on roots. Ladies, who among us wouldn’t prefer wash n’ wear hair?