Monday Morning Mirth
Our dear Monday Morning Mirth originated, years ago now, due to the fact that I don’t like Mondays. Seems I’m not alone in that sentiment, but in the spirit of making lemonade out of lemons, laughing seemed to be the best medicine.
Before I mangle any more metaphors, this morning, as I’m drinking my coffee, I’m also contemplating mon toilettage. It is always a choreographed affair here at Chez Chic to balance time for the cuppa, the NYTimes headliner email I devour every AM, and the managing of the hair and wardrobe, before rushing out the door to be stuck in the early AM rush hour traffic. Although I love painting my face, I am really lacking in motivation in the fine art of sculpting mon coiffure.
Not so for the Ancients!
I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately about life in the times of the early Ceasar’s and it seems that hair was just a building block in the architecture of self.
Witness:
from the VRoma Project
This is a 1st Century B.C. Flavian do, which I suppose, took much longer than the 10 minutes per morning I devote to my tresses…
But the question remains: wig or au naturel?!
wig!
Now I know where the 80’s look came from.
After doing ringlets for my daughter this weekend, I’d like to imagine they had wigs. But with all the indentured servants? I’m guessing au naturel. I wonder if I could get out on time with a lady in waiting. :)
If you’re talkin’ 80’s: http://bit.ly/9wLHpj here’s some b.i.g.
Slaves. Slave labor did that. Another question: I wonder what they used for setting lotion. Maybe I don’t want to know . . .
10 minutes? Ppft. That’s 8 minutes too long. Of course, you can tell that I spent 2 minutes on my hair, but I’m old enough to not care!
Bumpit?
It’s likely a bit of both, with whatever “setting lotion” used to plaster extra hair (the lady’s own, from her brush or comb, saved up for this purpose; someone else’s ditto) into the ringlets. And may I say E-ewwww. I have completly “wash ‘n wear” hair, short & naturally curly, that gets a quick comb-out after washing + a quick fluffing just before I scoot out the door. Piece o’ cake! As a consequence, I’m totally clueless with a blowdryer, curling iron, or even curlers. My darling daughter wants to wear her’s longer, and I’m useless as an instructor in these tools. Oh well…
Heh. I didn’t even get two minutes in either. My hair is pretty short, so I don’t even need to brush it every morning (though I normally do).
No matter who did it, wig or real, how did they get it to stay there??!