So if you have been following along, you know we have discussed women’s hair and men’s beards. I think you know my stance on fun hair color and disgusting weird beard trends. Now it is time for an update.
I have been having so much fun with my hair color. My tresses (that sounds so much more luxurious than hair) have been various shades of burgundy and plum brown. Right now it is pretty close to a reddish purple color. Nort has picked most of these colors out so if he doesn’t like it, he certainly has not said anything. Madison is used to her mother’s hair being all sorts of different colors but she is not so sure about mine. Luke doesn’t care one way or the other just as long as I don’t shave my head.
For so many years I had to be very conservative in my hair styles as well as colors. Heck, there were some times in my career that I couldn’t even wear cool nail colors or decals. But that was alright for the most part since I had done the wild and weird in my younger years. Oh, and my toes were always pretty cool when I took my shoes off. Bright orange toe nail polish with whimsical designs will always brighten your day. Now that I am making paint, it is expected that I rock a different look. Yippee!
Recently though, I had a woman and her teenage daughter come in for some paint for the daughter’s bed room. “Oh mom! That is the color I want my hair!” The look of horror on mom’s face was pretty darn funny. “NO!” Then you should have seen her backtracking so as to not offend me. “Oh, I mean, really, it looks great on you…….” I just smiled and winked at the teenager. What else could I do. And, no, I was not offended.
One Sunday I didn’t even think about what I was wearing or really what eye makeup and lipstick I had on. I was just glad I got dressed and ready so we could leave for church on time. (Bet you have felt that way a time or two). It wasn’t until we were leaving one of my friends said, “You really must have spent some time on what you were going to wear today. Every thing matches your hair!” When I got home and really looked in the mirror, she was right. My hair matched my eyeshadow which matched my lipstick which matched my earrings which matches my top. I was wearing black trousers and shoes so I wasn’t totally monochromatic. I have been more careful since.
All this brings me (in a very round about way) to men. Not so much what they are doing with their hair color, but just about every thing else. As disgusting as I think braided, beaded beards are, I get a real kick out of the pony tails. I just can’t help but laugh a little to my self when I see a semi-bald man with snow white hair and a pony tail. Oh, and earrings. Don’t you just love a 70 year old man with earrings and a pony tail?
While grocery shopping one day I saw a couple that were just too cute for words. She had beautiful snowy white hair in a really cute cropped cute usually seen only on younger women. He too had snowy white hair though he was semi-bald. But what hair he did have was long enough that he could sport a cute little pony tail. And what was even cuter was the red hair elastic that coordinated with his very neat and conservative button style shirt. I loved it.
And that is not the only interesting hair style I’ve seen on white haired older guys. Nort and I were shopping (he is SO patient so it is fun to shop with him) and in the check-out line was a man with some bit more hair than Nort has and much longer on top, but it was all spiky, like a porcupine. Pretty darn cool, short on the sides (where it was thicker of course) and longer on top and standing straight up. I looked inquiringly at my spouse but he just grinned. Don’t think I can talk him into that.
At first I was not really sure about the look and found it kind of confusing. I mean I’m used to old bikers and renegades. Hippies (do we still call them hippies?) have pretty much always had long hair, pony tails and braids. I remember when my brother got married in the early eighties there was a couple who both had lovely French braids. The only difference in their hairstyles was she had flowers in hers and he didn’t. But they were young and of course, hippies.
I wonder if these old guys I’ve been seeing wore their hair long when they were young men too and if this is just their chance to go back in time. Or maybe this is the hair style they have had for sixty years and no sense changing it now. Granted, I’ve not seen any “Beatle” cuts, but that could be because one needs lots of hair all over the head to imitate John, Paul, George or Ringo. Oh the image of some old guy still going for that look is just too funny. Pardon me while I chuckle.
But I think it is probably the same with them as so many of us women. These guys are probably men who worked in conservative business environments like lawyers, bankers and such and just now get to go wild. Remember, these are men who came of age when these careers demanded suits and ties for a work uniform. Even most tradesmen had to be more conservative in their work life. That is why you would see so many really colorful golf pants and shirts and other weekend wear.
So, that is what I really think it is. We women who were either compelled to be less frivolous with our hair and such whether due to our career choices or demands of raising a family (or both!) now get to play as much as we want to with cuts and color. There is no such thing as a matronly look anymore. And by golly, the men get to do their own thing now too. Once full on retirement hits and there is no more need to “toe the line” they are as free as we are to embrace our inner young person. More power to the Age of Gray!