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Unfortunately, it really is all about the hair


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Originally Posted Online: Sept. 02, 2014, 11:00 pm
Last Updated: Sept. 02, 2014, 11:37 pm
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By Sally Eberhardt

The good, the bad and the ugly? Choices! Decisions! There's no "life choices" soapbox speech coming your way today. No time for that conversation when, after all, nothing waxes more perplexing than your hairstyle, my friend.

First, you must admit to the choices you made; so find the photo album. Whether you were considering Peggy Lipton straight, Farah's layers or Howie Mandel smooth, you've struggled. Maybe it was your senior prom? Your wedding? Oh, and don't forget the big kahuna of hair: the class reunion. You've been there, too.

For the past 20 years, I've dashed into my hairstylist's salon, wearing a baseball hat, clutching a "torn out of a waiting room magazine," ragged-edged photo.

"Can we try this?" I ask pointing to the hair. I've toted in magazines, photos, sketches and even videos to show what I think I want or, shall I say, who I want to be.

"Sure, I think we can do that," laughs my congenial stylist, scissors ready.

Despite all the head shots I've brought along, I revert to a default setting: Meg Ryan.

Who can forget Meg Ryan's shaggy crop in "You've Got Mail? Not me since there's at least five years of photo proof. Meg was cheerful, upbeat and exhibited a spring in her step as she corresponded with "everyman" Tom Hanks. If only I could look like our Meg, then, as the final strains go, I'd be over the rainbow.

Years pass and Meg's hair went a little more intense with "Proof of Life"; longer, yet still unconstructed.

Unfortunately, my coif resembled more Afghan-hound than Meg chasing through South America with Russell Crowe! But, wow, maybe there was a more exotic life for me with that hair ... yes, somewhere in Illinois. Hope remained.

Even today, the hair dilemma continues to vex me and seemingly unrelated, marketing phrases such as "what's in your wallet?" catch my attention and spark curiosity. For example, do men stash hairstyle photos in their wallets for their trip to Carl's Barber shop? If they do, I don't want to know and I don't care unless it is a hairstyle that would work for me.

There's even a connection between hairstyles and attending meetings. I've sat in countless meetings, appearing attentive but really thinking, " Where does she get her hair cut?" "Does she have highlights and low lights?" "Did Joe go to Hair Club for men?"

And what about the infamous mullet? Before thinking I will trash the mullet -- think again. For those who lived in the 80s, you rocked the mullet and so what if your family photo ended up on an unfortunate family photo site? You were in style and I defend your choice.

Let's face it, hair captivates us and seems to tantalize us with possibilities, choices and decisions.

For my mom, it might have been Jackie Kennedy or Audrey Hepburn. For my grandma, maybe Rita Hayworth or Jane Russell.

The times in which we live our lives, whether we like it or not, are marked by the icons, fads and life around us. We become the brands of popular culture which, like it or not, define us.

As a consequence, those choices do reveal something of who we might have been in that photo and the life we hoped to live. There's the promise of a fresh start with every snip.

It really isn't about the hair is it? It is who we were and the memories when we muse, "What was I thinking?'

As Samson and Delilah knew, it's all about the hair.

Sally Eberhardt, once retired, is now teaching at Seton in Moline
















 



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