A Mommy Story

Kristen has thrown down the gauntlet, challenging others to come forth with visual proof of their bad bangs. Thankfully, I gave up bangs in favor of layers years ago (at least, I consider them layers and I’m sticking with my story), but her timing for this photo project couldn’t be better.

Just a few weeks ago, my mom brought me a photo album of pictures from high school. After reading Kristen’s post, I took a short walk down memory lane, and quickly ran screaming from the mountain of permed hair and hairspray that assaulted me.

Pre-9th grade: The comb-over bangs (please excuse the Brooke Shields power eyebrows – I had yet to discover tweezers)

9th grade – the overgrown jungle of bangs cascading down half my face

10th grade – trying to grow them out, going for the comb-over method again (and check out the Hypercolor tee!)

11th grade – so much for growing them out – now they’re wispy and stuck together thanks to too much Aquanet

And finally 12th grade…

Proof that no one escaped the early 90’s without bad hair (my bad poodle hair with thick bangs is on the left, second row from the bottom)

After looking at all of that hair cut carnage, suddenly my childhood, late 70’s feathered cut doesn’t look so bad after all. Look at those lovely swept-aside bangs!