The Morrissey Tragic Hair Dare

Me, Dublin, Ireland, circa 1990

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of 1980s  androgyny and sexual ambiguity.  And there I was.

I look very sad here. I was not sad, but sometimes we take crappy pictures. Um, or maybe its a crappy hair doo. I have to admit, I thought I was pretty damn cool with my short hair. I have trouble convincing my husband, Roland, that I actually didn't look all that bad. This is really the only picture I can find of me with this hair cut, so not so easy to convince him otherwise.

Anyway, I am trying to get anyone to send me their worst hair picture from a bygone age. This was inspired by Morrissey's picture with long hair. So if you dare to, send a bad hair photo to me to post on this blog. I promise I shall give it all the attention it has been missing for such a long time.C'mon, lets see who can look worse than Morrissey. I think I am winning!.

God! Its finally Easter Break!!Things I am looking forward to:

Writing this blog

Playing guitar. 

Sleeping in (for us sleeping until 8 AM is sleeping in)

Not caring about what I have to do or say the next day

Drinking wine

Planning our summer trip

Being a total hippie

We are going to England this summer and today I looked up Morrissey's tour dates which are only in the North. I don't know if we will be there (in the UK or the North) on the dates available. I was thinking of trying to convince Roland's brother, Duncan, to get a gig  playing at the Hop Farm in Kent (I think). for this festival thing. I will promise to be his roadie!! Except its July 2nd and we have a committment on the 4th or so. Nana and Pops' 50th Wedding Anniversary. After I gave up hope of being Duncan's roadie, I got mixed up and nearly got tickets for the Plymouth gig-I kept thinking it was Portsmith. I mean, it starts with a P and ends with a thhhh..Luckily Roland let me know it wasn't the right place. So, it doesn't look like we will be seeing Moz this time. Again. Not that I'm bitter.

We will be on the Isle of Wight-which also has a music festival that we can NEVER go to because we are still teaching. Anyway, for those that don't know Southern England that well, Portsmith is across the English Channel. 

This will be our first time traveling with our two new sons, Enrique and Miguel. So it should be fun. Its almost like we will be seeing England vicariously for the first time through the boys.

I leave you with Doll and the Kicks rendition of "I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris." Its old but new to me. Listen if you like.

Good news: Roland agreed to let his side burns grow out so that I can take his picture and post it on this blog. He suggested that he purchase some gray carpet samples and glue them to the side of his head instead. I like the idea. However, nothing quite like the real thing.