I used to roll my hair up with hot rollers. On a daily basis. I would heat them up while I was in the shower. It was this whole ritual, and I cannot believe I had the patience and the devotion for it. I’ve never been a makeup-and-hair girlie-girl. Put on some red lipstick, black eyeliner, thick mascara, boom, I’m done. I’m pale and freckled, with a natural flush in my cheeks, so foundation and all the rest of it was never really my thing. Low-maintenance. Except for … the hair ritual. This is the only picture I know of where the hot rollers are featured. This was a crazy night and this photo was taken of me before I headed out into that crazy night. I look at this and think, “Sheila … maybe stay home? No?” Or: “Wow, Sheila. Go you with your naughty reckless hot-rollers Riot Grrrl self. Sleep is over-rated anyway. You can sleep when you’re dead.”
I am loving the rivulets! xxx
I wanted (and got) long boingy-boing curls. And then I’d yank a couple curls back into a plastic barrette. A la Courtney Love. Plus a baby doll dress and combat boots. Those were the days.
You have excellent bone structure, I have to say.
Ha – thanks!
//You have excellent bone structure//
You really, really do.
//Plus a baby doll dress and combat boots.//
Can we date?
// Can we date? //
hahahaha I was pretty booked solid that night. Well, that whole time. Hence the “crazy night” comment – uhm ….. yeah. I enjoyed my 20s.
// baby doll dress //
Can I tell you how thrilled I am that 90s style is now back “in”? Still not a lot of flannel shirts for girls seen about – oh no we have to present as sexual and open for business 24/7 (boo hiss) … but there are little dresses and big clunky shoes, etc. I, for one, never stopped dressing like that. Well, I gave up the baby doll dresses.
Little dresses were never my thing but big clunky shoes, flannel shirts and a sullen look? Hell yes, count me IN! It’s like I’m 15 again.