Once I went camping and my hair looked really good but I was miserable.
Posts tagged 2009.
This one time I made a really passive-aggressive mixtape…
Without being too specific, it was for a guy I was seeing at the time who actually turned out to be kind of a self-aggrandising douche, only I was too young to realise it then.
And it wasn’t until much later (like, a year) that I looked at the track list and realised how unhappy I was at the time (21 is still pretty much my angstiest age to date).
For those wanting to re-create the mood at home, here’s the the track list:
Bryn - Vampire Weekend
The Man In Me - Bob Dylan
Graveyard Girl - M83
Wish You Were Here - Sparklehorse
How To Fight Loneliness - Wilco
Lua - Bright Eyes
It Ain’t Me Babe - Nancy Sinatra
Such Great Heights - Iron & Wine
Elephant Gun - Beirut
White Diamonds - Friendly Fires
No One Does It Like You - Department Of Eagles
Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye - Casinos
Skinny Love - Bon Iver
Lover’s Spit - Broken Social Scene
Pitseleh - Elliott Smith
I’ll Be Yr Bird - M. Ward
(And yeah I actually gave it to him. And he loved it. I know!)
See if you can guess which social faux pas I am committing in this photo!
(Answer: it’s the bottle of Vitamin Water)
So then I shaved it, and ended the decade with roughly 2 inches of hair on my head.
The end?
(Whoops- forgot to post this earlier. Apologies?)
…Until a series of bad decisions and boy angst led to an ill-advised but whiskey-fuelled decision to hack it off. With embroidery scissors.
The History of My Hair: The Beginning (Pt.1)
At the beginning of this year, my hair was long-ish, curly-ish, blonde-ish.
