And the Hair Saga Continues

At a fairly young age I read a quote from C.Z. Guest that said to "find your style and stick with it". I took it as gospel. So, for as far back as I can remember, i.e. as soon as my dad relinquished control over my shorter hairstyle, I have had a bob. Sometimes it's been chin length and sometimes it's been jaw length but, a bob it's been.

A couple of years ago I momentarily lost all my marbles, went brunette and tried to grow my hair long a la Elle McPherson. Fortunately, I quickly came to my senses, rekindled my relationship with highlights and left with a slightly shorter, sportier do.

I really liked the stacking in the back but it wasn't perfect. I had a vision in my head that I was having trouble translating to my stylist.

Sooo...in I went with the above picture...and out I came with horrible razor thinning that took me a year to grow out. Back to my safe bob I went, tail between my legs...

Today I'm headed BACK to the salon, daring to try again, but this time I am armed with multiple pics including this one of an old friend. Between the preppy 80's cuts and the Laura Ashley dress, this photo is one like one stop shopping.

And, this one of my friend Joanie (of Belgian Loafer fame) sporting her newly shorn Gwyneth Paltrow in "A Perfect Murder" do. That's moi on the far right, hair bobbed, wet, and post beach per usual...

A back up pic of Linda Evangelista with her career making short cut...

And, back up, back up pic of the preppy, Chanel clad Selma Blair, minus the bangs.

Keeping my eye on the "will look fab with short hair" prize, I've realized that, funnily enough, I"m trying to reclaim my blast from the past Dorothy Hamill wedge that my dad forced upon me all those pre-bob, keep it short for swimming years. Go figure...

Kindness of Joanie DiNardo and LAN for pic use pre "intended, albeight belated" permission requests...