The other day on Echo the topic was: haircuts we’ve never forgiven our mothers for. This is mine. I was 12, and right before leaving for what was my first vacation ever, my mother took me to get what was called a Sassoon haircut (it was made popular by Vidal Sassoon).
I was traumatized by it. We went to the Bahamas, and I was mistaken for a boy everywhere I went. People called me “young man.” It killed me. Plus, I developed a HUGE crush on a guy we met there, but he liked the other girl in the picture, who was the daughter of my parent’s friends who went with us (and my future step-sister years later when my mother married her father!) The boy was 16, I was 12, and I didn’t understand how much of a kid I was to him, but still! Plus, how do I put this delicately? An important life change took place for me during that vacation, which made me able to get pregnant, wink, wink. I felt like the female version of Samson whose powers had been shorn with his locks.
Looking at this picture, I think the cut is actually kinda adorable, but that doesn’t let my mother off the hook!! (May she rest in peace.)