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shopping for a new hairstyle? this place has got it all, from trailer trash to tres sheik.

my favorite: the 'white chick with cornrow' look..


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Feb. 6th, 2005 12:44 am (UTC)
Aaww, just don't go for a buzz cut, okay you?
Feb. 6th, 2005 02:49 am (UTC)
so does that mean i have your full permission to get the trailer trash make-over as seen in contestant no. 1? or how 'bout the cindy brady doo (lovely lady no. 3?) hmm. i really am leaning toward the dreads, though..decisions, decisions.
Feb. 6th, 2005 03:09 am (UTC)
Two words ... Mullet.
No, don't do it!
Feb. 6th, 2005 03:35 am (UTC)
you planted the seed mister!
i have long hair..i WANT bangs..
what if all the others sporting mullets just didn't have the right facial structure, huh?
could i be the one that makes this billy ray sirus doo cool?
thank god we don't live with a hairdreser, cuz i'm on my 2nd long island ice tea. oh my..
Feb. 6th, 2005 10:15 am (UTC)
I like to think that I pull of a minor mullet fairly decently. It's sort of accidental, but it happens, and I don't suppress it.

That website gives me a headache.
I just cut my own hair (which takes about a week - so there's always a transition period where my hair is very uneven and weird....but then I, uh, fix it...sort of), or I force my friends to cut it. It's fun to convince them that even though they've never cut hair before, they are likely to be competent as long as they just give it a try. I've convinced a lot of friends who've never cut hair before to cut mine. And they come out of it feeling pretty good. It's fun.
Feb. 6th, 2005 05:24 pm (UTC)
ah, you're a brave soul..letting people with sharp instruments near that pretty little of head of yours. granted, they're your friends, and wouldn't likely do you harm, intentionally anyway. but, still.

i thought of you yesterday on my walk..i crossed foothill blvd. and you know when you get near the edge of a curb, and you're right in the path of a turning car that's impatiently creeping into your space, and you just feel like hopping and skipping a bit to accommodate the bastard? even though i DID have the right of way.. while some people would walk sloooooower to annoy said driver, i usually internalize their rage by blaming myself for inhabiting their tiny slice of the world. hence, the skipping and darting.

but, i was thinking how good it felt to skip. and wished i could've skipped all the way up to the library, cuz it's a really steep hill, and walking slowly is harder cuz it causes more resistance. but, then i thought, no, i'd much rather have a skipping buddy. 1 person skipping looks funny. almost insane. 2 people skipping looks gay, but in a good way and might even go unnoticed..and a whole fleet of skippers (as in your army scenario, or any number of monty python sketches) would almost surely cause a stir..conjur up all sorts of impulses and memories. sometimes i think i'd rather be an installation artist when i grow up. but, how do you sell a thousand skipping people?
Feb. 8th, 2005 10:15 pm (UTC)
well I thought of you yesterday when crossing a walk near my house. I've always had the impulse to hurry up when cars have been nice enough to stop for me. I used to have some friends who would never speed up at all when going through crosswalks, and I always sort of admired them for it. I'd be walking ahead, looking back at them, as they paid absolutely no heed to both speedy me and the cars waiting, and then I'd realize that I probably looked a tad uncool. The car should completely expect people to not feel like they have to hurry. But still, I can't help but think that they're doing me a favor. So now I just give a nice wave and then walk fast (I walk pretty fast anyway).

And so when I was going across that walk I was also contemplating busting into a skip. But you're right: it's just not quite the same when you're by yourself. An armada only exists in my dreams.

I've seen crazier things sold as installations.
Feb. 9th, 2005 12:18 am (UTC)
a tad uncool?

funny how a simple thing like adults skipping in public can spark such a spirited dialog. but, it really made me think. i just wish i could be the type of person to carry off an impulse like that. it's such a carefree activity, only associated with childhood.

speaking of childlike tendencies, i once witnessed a toddler pitching a full blown fit in the produce section at ralphs a few months ago. he proceeded to sit down in the middle of the aisle and scream..really loud. people were navigating their carts around him, like the traffic cone that he was. i ducked into a nearby aisle and witnessed as this child whipped himself into a frenzy worthy of oscar nomination. the mother nonchalantly walked away, mumbling something to the effect, 'fine, you can stay here then, i'm leaving..' i was riveted on so many levels. transfixed by this child's sheer determination, the mother's complete abandonment, and the fellow shopper's reactions. it was a true spectacle, begging for documentation.

anyway, i was getting at something. how odd would it be to see a full grown man sit down on a cold, hard tile floor, in between the kumquats and zucchinis, screaming because his wife denied him of a snickers bar?

these are thoughts that keep me from having a more productive day..
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