Who knew my Mom was a hair stylist

It's obvious that  Mom knew she had a natural talent for curling and cutting my hair when I was a child.  It's only been about 10 days since Mom passed away, but every time I see a picture from my childhood I reflect on the hilarious conversations we used to have about my childhood hair cuts.


First, my Mom loved short bangs.  The shorter the better, and the more uneven the more love that was put into the style.   I will admit that I probably was so wiggly during these sessions, that I didn't help with the length or the straightness.

When my hair grew longer, she mastered the art of curling.  Now remember, this was in the early 60's and the only way to get hair to stay curled was some "dippity do" green slimy hair gel and pink foam rollers that you slept in all night.  Add in the hair net and you have one HOT look.

Obviously, when I woke up, the curlers were removed and the hair wasn't brushed.  Mom seemed to love that "natural" curl that looked like a log around your head.

It also took me years to realize that if I raised my eyebrows when she was cutting, then the shorter the bangs would be.

As you grew older, there were some amazing technological advances.  Pink tape that kept your curls in place.  I suspect that my Mom may have placed this tape on my bangs then cut the hair above the tape.  Ahhhh the 60's.  So many wonderful new things that simplified life and so fashion forward.

With GG and Aunt Ruthie

So when Heather was 2 years old, Mom would watch her during the day for me.  It was Halloween and Mom decided that my little angel would look better with shorter bangs.  I walked in, saw Heather and fortunately I was mature enough to keep quiet.  It's only hair.  I also knew that I would be sharing this story one day.

Just for comparison, you can see my AMAZING hair cutting skills.  Yep, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.  Gotta love the 80's and super long and straight bangs.

Don't get me started on this ridiculous hair dryer and bonnet that you sat under for hours.  It was like having a hair salon in your house -  NOT.  Classic.  I was so glad to see the invention of curling irons, and electric rollers.

I love you Mom.  Thanks for loving me and always making sure I looked my best.

I am so thankful that I was able to brush your hair you while you were in the hospital.  You seemed at peace while I pampered you.

Hairs to you Mom.  What I wouldn't give to have you brush my hair.  No offense, but lets leave the scissors to the professionals.

Right now I think Heather and I will keep our long locks of hair.

xo Lisa