The other day I casually mentioned on my Firsts post that I was essentially stood up by a girl because of a tragic perm that made my head look like a bowling ball. And then everyone was all "Ooh... show us a picture... show us a picture!" like no one had ever heard of a guy getting his hair curled like a girlyman.
Mom Thumb - "So, um, do you have a picture from the bowling ball head period?"Fine.
Elizabeth - "Oh my gosh, I'm having a hard time getting past question #1. You got a perm?? I agree with Jacki, I think we need to see a picture!"
Kathy - "I love that you were pulled over after your driver’s test. Beautiful! And, yeah, a bowling ball head picture is in order."
Susan - "I'm with everyone else, let's see a picture of the perm! (Or should we say one of the perms, since you refer to it as your first.)"
My brother Rick was kind enough to dig through his old photo albums and send me a few pictures last night. The sacrifices that siblings make for each other have no bounds. It's really very touching.
Anyway, I don't think I have any pictures of the actual bowling ball perm itself, because I'm pretty sure I got most of it cut out a few days later. But Rick did have embarrassing enough pictures of how I wore my hair in those days.
But before I show you pictures of my permed hair, you need to see the control picture of how my hair looked without one. And this high school senior picture shows that very clearly.
And finally... the ultimate combination of perm, mullet and WTF.
Umm... maybe I'll leave the comments for this one up to you. That's just the kind of friend I am.