For this weeks Gallery over at Sticky Fingers the theme is hair. Over the years I have had every style and every colour. I have always been very brave when it comes to my hair and will try anything. I really wish I had a photo of the time I shaved tram lines in the side of my head...My Mum went absolutely ballistic and grounded me for what felt like forever.
Anyway the worst and funniest hair I can remember having was The Perm. Why oh why did we do it? I really do not understand what we were thinking. This photo was taken in early 1990 just after the birth of my first baby. I was nineteen and after feeling thrumpy after the nine months of pregnancy I yearned for a new look so Papa sent me down the hairdressers with 40 quid in my purse and said "Treat yourself"
Oh I treated myself alright...To a very stylish perm. As some of you may remember when you have a perm it takes a few days to 'drop' and this photo was taken the day I had it done. When I got home from the hairdressers and walked through the front door I looked like a cross between Kevin Keegan and a poodle. The house erupted into a volcano of laughter. I naturally stormed upstairs in a huff and Papa followed me up and took this photo. I was not impressed! Oh and yes that is shoulder pads I have in my tracksuit top, just to finish the look off perfectly, lol! They were the days.