My Uncle George has generously lent me his scanner so I'm able to upload old photos pre-digital era. This is the first one I picked...
My First Home Perm.
Me around age 8. I had very straight hair ("had"? who am I kidding?). My mom would, on special occasions (holidays, school picture day, recitals), curl it with a curling iron or use old fashion spongey curlers which had to be slept in to get some body in it. Usually after a few hours it was back to being straight thus the epiphany to give Kate & me home perms. I would think my mom spent at least an hour on us each rolling those skinny plastic rollers with little 1" x 1" tissue papers, pouring the pungent chemicals into our hair and then sealing our forehead with Vaseline and cotton so the chemicals wouldn't drip into our eyes leaving us blinded for life. Of course, let's not forget the fun job of then taking those pinchy suckers out (which usually involved some hair going with them and quite possibly a tear or two).
And then, with much anticipation, this is what she got for her efforts:
It was back to being poker straight within a day.
(By the way, not my dog. I think it was the neighbors'.)