the bird’s nest. or “A Post for Mrs. Alice”

the following post is dedicated to Mrs. Alice, of  Allison and Ray Hancock, because she likes it when i rant about hair and she loves me despite the mess mine always is, and she would’ve let me wear a hippie headband at her wedding.

So we’ve been here before, where we talk about hair envy and hairtastrophes, et cetera (welcome to the blog, Latin, thanks for making us fancy), but I think it’s again time to discuss it.

Here’s how I feel about hair in general; I like it. I think that hair is practical because it both keeps your head from looking a mess from frostbite or lopsidedness and it’s the quickest way to judge a book by its cover, which we all know is terrible and absolutely condoned by moi. I feel that the first reasons are very clear-frostbite I’m sure is quite painful and the second, well, we’ve all seen that one bald person whose head looks like it was molded out of jello-y clay…not ok, sir. (is that completely mean? probably.) If I haven’t lost you yet with my harsh spirit devoid of sympathy for the hair challenged, I think we can all agree with my third point. Don’t pretend you don’t judge people by their hair, you do. It’s the reason the Biebs chopped all his off and J-Lo has kept hers the same for the last 20 years and also the same reason I want Tina Turner hair circa Proud Mary 1971  to compete with lions in the african plain  …to look cool.

Let’s try out my theory. What does the following picture say to you?

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The back of yo head is ridicalusss

So I have hair, and I like it. Usually I live in crazy hair, in fact this past summer I realized I’d already been living in camp hair years before I got there. I’ll comb it when I get out of the shower because it’s getting super long, but most days I just don’t go beyond that. I could make excuses all day long if you wanted (too busy, too lazy, global warming), but whatever the reasons, I like the boho wild woman hair. Last fall I tried a “Devil Wears Prada” bang and loved it, and then got some red foiled in and loved that, and most recently I dyed the tips of my bottom layer purple for kicks. It was fun. In honor of my infatuation I wanted to share some fabulous things I’d love to do with my hair.

First Up: Accessories

I LOVE a headband.

I also love a bow.

I want to be a rockstar hippie.

Veils make me smile. Especially on a hat.

2. Fun Colors

Mnnn. Pink. (and if Rachel McAdams does it, well…)
And the prettiest fiery red.
3. Hair I secretly covet.

Sure she scares me. A Lot. But her hair is the coolest.

Big Wheels Keep on Turnin’, Prouuuddd Mary Keeps on burnin’

…clearly I’d be crazy not to want her hair.