this morning i pulled all my hair to one side and it set off a whole chain reaction of memories:
1. being nervous about my way-cool friend's 9th birthday pool party. i tried to look cool myself by doing a way neat all-hair-slicked-to-the-side-hairstyle that i completely plastered down with hairspray. which was brilliant thinking, since i was attending a pool party and your hairstyle whilst swimming is key to your popularity. i was such a cool, collected, at-ease 9 year old.
2. doing the aforementioned hairspay helmet hairstyle in front the tv whilst watching news coverage of the tiananmen square massacre. i was such a nerd. i am surprised i was even invited to a party, let alone a pool party since pool parties are always the coolest kind of party. i'm sure all the other kids were clamoring to talk to me about chinese democracy protests.
3. being immediately pushed into the pool by the birthday girl herself(our swimming tradition that we 9 year olds thought was hilarious) therefore ruining my chrome dome coif.
and my christmas-y but not too overt chirstmas-y sunday outfit, red ruffles and green plaid.
ruffle blouse- miley cyrus and max azria at wal*mart