When I was about 12 I decided to just let my hair grow…and grow…and grow! I’d never let it grow very long before that. My mother always disliked my straight, fine, limp hair and gave me a million home permanents as a child. My school pictures are hilarious!
By the time I was 12, I could do my hair myself and refused any more permanents. I still thought that my hair had to have curl to look nice, so I rolled it about a million times during the years that followed. First I used those foam rollers–man what a curl! Later I moved on to brush rollers, and finally I got my first set of electric rollers. There was even a time in the 70’s that I rolled my hair on giant plastic rollers the size of soup cans! The reason for rolling on those type of rollers was to achieve a straight, full, look. Can you say headache, ’cause that’s what those rollers would give you!
First I rolled my hair to make it flip up. When it grew too long to flip up anymore, I rolled it to curl under. By the time Ed returned from Okinawa and we got married, my hair was almost down to my waist. I didn’t roll it much then, except on the ends sometimes. After Ed and I got married and I shampooed my hair, Ed would comb the back of my hair out for me. It took a while to comb out all of the tangles.
My hair continued to grow until about 1975, which was about 9 years after I’d started to let it grow out. I began to have headaches and felt like they were being caused by the weight of my hair. One day I came home from work and just took the scissors and cut my hair off up to my shoulders. Oh my! I can’t begin to tell you what a mess I had. One side was longer than the other and the back was awful. Sweet Ed got the scissors and trimmed it straight across for me. ( He was used to doing that from giving me regular trims.) I wore it shoulder length for just a short while then got it cut short in 1976. Ed was sad, but I felt free and much lighter!
When I see people that I haven’t seen since high school, they always comment on what long pretty hair I used to have! I always comment that yes, it was long, but it feels so much better short–and I don’t even have to use rollers–just blow and go!