As a child, my mother never cut my hair. It was always very long. When I became a young mother, my son began to grab my hair in his chubby little baby hands. I soon tired of this little game and began wearing it pulled back. I finally decided if I was going to wear it pulled back all the time I might as well just cut it off. Soon I was sporting a very short and sassy hairstyle. Most people loved it and gave me very sweet compliments. However, there were a few of my close loved ones who had very strong opinions and thought I had done a dastardly deed. Thus, began my personal probe into a history of hairstyles. Continue reading “HAIRSTYLE HISTORY”