Seems like I have all these random thoughts going around in my head, whatever I am doing. I see scenes and hear dialogue in my head as if I am watching a movie. Either I need to write a book or blog more. I don’t know whether anyone will be interested but I may as well add my voice to all the other bloggers out there. Maybe someone is listening. I’m getting along in years -the 3 score and 10 promised + a few more, so I have a lot of memories. I have been going down memory lane lately. The other day I started thinking about how the teenagers in the fifty’s and sixty’s – when I was young, wore really red lipstick-I mean, it was red! For a time when christian girls were not supposed to wear very much make-up, it was really red. I think I was about 16, going with my fiance when I first started wearing it. It really looked bright on me, with my
pale complexion. I did tone it down, by blotting it a lot and later wearing more pink as it went better with my skin tone. I wonder if anyone else remembers the red, red, lipstick and the eye lash curlers and the girls setting their hair with curlers (the unlucky ones who didn’t have curly hair) several times a week and then having to sleep on the hard curlers all night. I hated those things. A lot of girls got permanents, but my hair wouldn’t hold a perm – it was too coarse, I was told. I was envious of my 3 sisters who all had beautiful, easily managed hair. I can’t count the times they tried to fix me up to give me perms and make me beautiful, but they would never last more than 2 or 3 weeks. I think that is why I gave up on my hair early in life and didn’t spend very much time on it, feeling it wasn’t worth the effort and there were more important things to spend my time on. I still don’t spend very much time on it. Another thing I always thought it was unfair when a boy had curly hair which they didn’t need and some of us girls had to work so hard to get ours to curl. It is so different now, with all the makeup and beauty treatments they have now. No excuse for any girl not to be beautiful. And there is so much competition just as there was in my day. I’m really glad those days are over.