What Was I Thinking?

Throughout the years I have done some really wild things to my hair in hopes to change the usual straight as a stick, at one time mousy blond, boring hair. After each change I said to myself, “What was I thinking?” Anytime I deviate from the usual short 1960’s pixie style, I would have to live with the disaster for months afterwards, until it grew back to the usual Mary cut.

In the eighth grade I decided to change my hair color to black. I went from blond to black in a matter of minutes thanks to a bottle of black hair dye. Back in the sixties going Gothic was not in vogue. I looked ridiculous. It took the entire year for it to grow out. I have no idea what my fourteen year old mind was thinking.

When I was around twenty I went to a beauty school to get my hair frosted. Since money was real tight I had them do a heavy frost. My hair turned out almost completely white all over. That was the one and only time I visited a beauty school.

I decided to change from straight to curly, so a perm was just the thing I needed. Wrong. The perm burnt my hair so bad; it broke off to the scalp in many places all over my head. I wore a scarf most of the time to cover up the mess. About every ten years after that I would get another perm with the very same results. To keep making the same mistake, I believe I had periods of amnesia, or stupidity, or both.

In 1992 I retired from the Air Force. After all those years of the same old boring blond hair, I decided to become a red head. So the night before we were to leave for Germany to visit Larry and Laurie I dyed my hair red. It wasn’t the normal auburn red, or strawberry red, it was purple red. We got off the plane, I saw my son trying to locate us in the crowd. He was looking right at me and didn’t know who I was. He was looking for his blond haired Mommy. At the time a lot of the German ladies had their hair that purple red, so I fit in quit nicely.

I have had long hair, bobbed hair, short spiky hair, and everything in between. It has been colored from black to white and about every other shade on the color charts. At times it was colored with three to four colors at the same time. Now that was just lovely.

I would always go back to the short 1960’s pixie style that has become my signature style. Nowadays I usually have it colored a dark golden blond. This style suites me and my life style just fine. For the first time in my life I know exactly what I’m thinking. I like myself and how I look… short blond hair and all.


6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Grandma Kc
    Jan 13, 2012 @ 21:18:04

    The things we have mistakenly done in the name of fashion! You can’t go wrong staying blond — they say you will have more fun!


  2. lilsisspeaks
    Jan 15, 2012 @ 03:44:12

    Mary, so happy to see you blogging again! Been thinking about you and Garry a lot these days and hoping things are going ok. Your hair is beautiful. I remember being so jealous of your hair back when we all lived in Texas. My hair was course and curly and unruly, and yours was perfect. Like you said, your signature style. And you were and still are….lovely!



  3. Sherri
    Jan 15, 2012 @ 03:50:33

    Theresa told me about your blog. I like it. Fun post about your hair. sounds like you were pretty experimental. lol


  4. Robin Craig
    Jan 15, 2012 @ 04:52:02

    Yeah Mary, it’s good to see you on here. Ive made some real goofy hair styles and colors too! I really enjoyed you blog and looking forward to some more. Stop bye and see m blog.


  5. Terri Sonoda
    Jan 15, 2012 @ 05:37:11

    Hi Mary;
    I had a comment on here for you, but it went away. I think I was still logged in to my sister’s blog from when I was helping her with it the other day. Anyhoooo, your hair is gorgeous and always was! Thinking of you and Garry a lot these days. Much love.
    I loved your facebook pics with the boys in Broncos shirts. So cute! Too bad them Broncos lost. Dang it.


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