and the Shag was born. Wash and wear hair became a thing. And I know that as for Jewish women, they took inspiration from Art Garfunkel.

I always wondered this: How did they sleep with all that hair and hairspray on top of their heads?

there were a couple women there still stuck in that time warp.

One of them kept hairspray in the restroom.

When she finished it seemed like the exterminator had been in there setting off bombs.

I haven't used hair spray since 1970!

One benefit of that lacquered 'do: You couldn't die of a head wound. No projectile created could get through it. Harder than a bowling ball.

But doing the can shake thing to make sure you got every bit!

and that you could get great results with a match or lighter....

Oh yeah, you dared not smoke while using or instant female Ghost Rider. Have to wonder what kind of number that shite did on our lungs.

It kept the head immobile. My mother had one when I was a kid.

For my high school graduation picture in 1970, Mom took me to the beauty salon to have my hair done. Because it is extremely fine and flyaway they coated it thoroughly with hair spray. Not only did it stink from the fragrance in the spray it was so gluey that a brush would not go through it.

We went directly from the salon to the photographer's. I got pissed because unlike the years when my older sisters pictures were taken the only drape they offered was a frilly one. I am NOT and never have been a frilly person. In the photos it is obvious I am pissed.

Immediately after Mom took me home I took a shower and washed all the crap out of my hair. Since then I have been in a salon three times - and once was to get my hair washed after shoulder surgery when I could not wash it myself. I took my own shampoo and would not let them do anything to my hair other than wash it.

of your 1970 graduation picture.

The frilly stuff, yeah, that was over the top. But only because most of us older people know how scratchy that stuff is.

The hair dresser tried and it just wouldn't tangle enough to build up a bouffant. To get what height is there, she used close to a full can of hairspray, LOL!

The inability of my hair to tangle is wonderful - I can stick my head out a car window at 60 mph and a brush will still go through it, no problem. Wonderful when my hair was down to my waist!

Since I spent much of my life working outside and grooming horses, not having to worry about grooming my hair was a blessing. I leave it long because that makes it easy to tie back, but it still slithers out of a hair band.

My wife got a perm ONCE (it was 1969). She never made that mistake again.

I never saw her cry so hard. When the say "perm", they mean perm. Whatever she tried to undo it seemed to fail.

So it could be a lot worse.

All I remember is her crying because the chemicals burned my hair and it broke off really short. Literally the hairs broke! So that subject never came up again.

But the frilly thing ..... can't blame you there!

When I was a child, I remember my mother would set my entire head with pin curls requiring two bobby pins each that she dug into my scalp every time she put one in. Then I'd have to sit under the dryer for an hour, a thing with a big poofy shower cap that dug into my forehead and had a hose attached to a machine inside a zippered case. It was loud and the heat setting was always too hot. Sitting still for an hour, with that torture device on my head, ugh Every freaking Saturday afternoon, so I'd look "nice" for church on Sunday.

She liked it short because then it was curly but I always wanted it long enough to tie back. When I was about 13 she finally relented and let me grow my hair out. Now I trim it when it gets too uneven - when it's wet I comb it all to one side, then the other and clip it off with my paper scissors.

About a year & a half ago (before I got my aortic valve replaced) my hair got really thin and almost up to my shoulders. Now it is a lot thicker than and is about down to the bottom of my shoulder blades.

I'm lucky in that my hair has a nice wave when long so I never felt the need to do much with it. THe biggest problem is that it is so fine and static makes me look as though I am next to a Van de Graaff generator!

After my oldest sister lost all hers to chemo before she died in 1993.

I didn't complain about my thin hair until it started growing back - and that was odd. I first noticed that there was a fuzz under the longer hair, then it looked like a bad layered cut. A couple of months ago I cut back all the thin long hair since the thicker hair was about four inches shorter.

If I were on my own I might cut my hair really short but my husband likes long hair - on both of us! This was his high school personal theme song:

While I don't like the picture, it does give me a story to tell!

i understand what you mean about the frills and even the hair
i was never a frilly girl either

but looking at your face, that expression behind the lace, and there is no doubt: there is fire in that girl!

i love it!

for my sister. She was so into the big hair and the hair spray that goes with it. Unfortunately, it included her wedding pictures. She didn't think it was funny though. I did.
I remember the girls bathroom in jr. high - could not breathe for all the hair spray.

It went around my high school in Central Florida.

and plenty of home remedies on the internets.

Oh heck yeah, I remember!

My mom's stylist (Mr. Pierre, and I still miss him) and his spouse (Mr. Bill) could NOT convince me to go through it. LOVE this post and am saving!

Pretty much the same only a little shorter (just shoulder length now).

My older sister and I both had the long, straight, waist length hair, too.

My sister's was always in her eyes and my Dad used to call her "Cousin It."

...but I did know some older girls who wore this type of hair. The girls I knew were in high school while I was in grade school and several were neighborhood babysitters for my family.

What I seem to recall is that many girls weren't headed for college, and they were encouraged to take business-track classes that trained them as beauticians and hairstylists. It was considered a good job and steady work until they found husbands in their late teens or early twenties. The big hairdo styles of the 60's were created by these beauty shop-bound girls who were practicing on their friends to get the techniques down.

I imagine many of those "girls" are now in their late 70's and no doubt wish they had it to do over again.

The last photo looks like Jan Crouch from TBN. She’s dead now, but I think her hair lives on somewhere.

Don't miss those days!

The style then was long straight hair, parted in the middle. My hair is wavy/curly. The big rollers straightened it out for about 30 minutes, then Houston's humidity would kick in. I was very happy when shags came into fashion.

her hair started a huge worldwide trend. (including yours truly)

and got rid of the teasing nonsense.

They wore their hair straight

(I wish I could post a photo of her)

K&R