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[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
These are my shoes. In "mocha", though.
I totally trust you to pull off old style movie star glamour.
I can't tell you how THRILLED I am that the late 40's-early 50's thing is back in style. Circle skirts and tailored bodices, yum!!
I'm buying this dress for my great-grandmother's 100th birthday party next month. And I'm totally getting those kick ass shoes on the right!
Actualy she's still got the pins in the curls in that picture. Usually you brush them out into loose waves. A pin curl is looser than the curl you'd get with a roller.
So....ringlets are just ringlets? What about Jospehine Baker hair -- what's that called?
Really, if there were How To Be A Girl 101, I'd take it.
Circle skirts
Man, when I went to buy my perfect bra yesterday, the rest of the department store was nothing *but* circle skirts! Fun!
What about Jospehine Baker hair -- what's that called?
Finger wave, really. Though sometimes that hair is called a Marcel wave after the earliest permanent.
What about Jospehine Baker hair -- what's that called?
She came up quite a bit when I was searching for an answer to flea's question about the Eton crop and the Shingle.
What about Jospehine Baker hair -- what's that called?
Finger wave, really.
How does a person get her hair to DO that, though? Stay in one place like that?
Tonight is the Annual Board and Staff Dinner for the school. How dressy should I be, do you think? Nice pants, nice sweater and flats or nice skirt, nice sweater and heels?
Yes, I'm in the reception area but still -- I have work to do and besides I don't want to hear your stupid conversation.
Yes! And also -- stop having conversations in the bathroom! This is not the chit-chat lounge, people.
stop having conversations in the bathroom!
This totally (and probably irrationally) bothers me. No talkie when you go wee! Stop it!
Ganked from a historical hair site:
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History of Finger Waves
In 1920, a major shift in women's hairstyling occurred. The waist length locks were shorn to chin level and the "bob" was created. Women's lifestyles were also changing and the need for a more simple style to accompany their liberation was born.
A famous hairstylist from Paris named Antoine, was very influential during this time and people from all over the world looked to him as a trendsetter. He designed many hairstyles and wigs for the famous Parisian singer, Josephine Baker.
Not everyone looked good with a flat, sleek, bob so waves and curls were incorporated into the craze. A gel was applied to the hair and then, while using the fingers in unison with a skilled comb, waves were sculpted into the hair. The ends of the hair were then wound around the finger and pinned, thus named "the pincurl". Long metal clamps were applied to the waves to keep them in place while the client sat under the dryer. For a fancier evening look, colorful combs, barrettes with beads and feathers, and headbands were placed within the hair.
A recipe for a gel was to use 1/4 cup of flax seed to 1 cup of water -- Boil on the stove until thickened, and strain the liquid into a jar; add 3 drops of rosemary oil, and refrigerate. Josephine Baker was one of the first to have a commercial gel that was promoted as "pour se bakerfixer les cheveux".
Not every woman's hair would finger wave successfully. The development of the permanent wave brought a lot of women into the salon to achieve these wondrous waves. This craze also opened the door for women to become hairstylists. At the turn of the century in London, only one in ten hairdressing professionals was a woman. Now there are far more women in the profession than men.
This totally (and probably irrationally) bothers me. No talkie when you go wee! Stop it!
The worst is when someone is on their cell phone in the bathroom. Now, I must admit, I've done it once, but it was an emergency situation. I was trying to get ahold of Emily to go pick her up. We were both in New Hampshire. Only, she'd gone to Vermont, so I no longer had a phone number where she could be reached. She called, and I had to take the call. Hee!