These are the words I heard from my mother from the age of 6 to around 9 years old. When I was 5 years old I had long beautiful hair; I was so cute.
I suppose my hair got too long and my mom got too busy with brushing out my knots that she made the decision that tending to my hair daily was not something she wanted to do anymore. From the moment her decision was made the instructions for the hair cutting lady was ‘Give her the Lady Diana cut.’; aka a boy haircut.
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Obviously by looking at this picture my hair did not and never did look like Lady Di’s hair. It looked like a sloppy mess. For a while I did not mind the style of cut because I was a kid, I didn’t know any better, but then random people started mistaking me for a boy! You may look at the above picture and think, ‘She doesn’t look like a boy’, but take a look at the picture below.
Aww! This is cute – I love learning the personal sides of bloggers 🙂 My mom loved keeping my hair long but I couldn’t stand it being in my face. So the only way she could have both was to give me a mullet…seriously! I should share the photo sometime. It’s always fun looking back! Stopping by from SGBG!
That is funny! Maybe tomorrow I will repost this post on my FB and ask people to share a pic of their funny haircuts! I would love to see it.
Your blog’s tagline is too cute. how cute. Makes me think of when I look back at old photo’s and wonder what was goin’ through my mom’s head. For a while I wore these big ugly braids. My Mom say’s it helped my hair grow but I think she just liked the ease of not havin’ to do my hair in the morning no matter how silly I looked.
I remember so many girls whose moms relived memories of Dorothy Hamill through their hair. We were too young to know who she was, but that never stopped them lol
that is funny you say that because I got the Lady Di cut and my sister got the Dorothy Hamill cut…
haha Oh man….my mom never did that to me but she definitely did it to my younger sister! My sister has extremely curly hair and when she was in 9th grade the haircut she got didn’t leave her hair as curly. My mom took her back three different times to get it “trimmed” which resulted in her middle of the back long hair to get cut up to her ears. When it was curly it looked like she had an afro. My sister cried herself to sleep at night for weeks.
After that, I vowed never to do that to any of my kids. I’m pretty sure it scared my sister for life!
Girl, I totally feel you on this because my hair was the same way! My mother had me AND my little sister in bowl cuts until we were into elementary school. And then, we rebelled, grew out our hair, and said never again. Needless to say, my hair has not been shorter than chin-length since!
My all time favorite was the female version (if that even makes sense) of the boys bowl cut. I rocked that s!!t like it was my job in 3 grade. Poor young Stephanie, if she only knew!
ha ha the female version of the chili bowl?