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Hey color blind people need jobs too…just not as Hotel room designers!
Or eyewitnesses.Hey color blind people need jobs too…just not as Hotel room designers!
I love the Kustom tuck and roll. I’m getting to like the colors more now…but I like the black tuck and roll the best.
Step-side! The guitarist in my band circa 1980 had one of those
Ditto here...also wanted the Keith Partridge look. My aunt bought me a David Cassidy poster, so I HAD to put it up in my bedroom, but I was kind of embarrassed when my friends would come over. My mother also had a very similar hair dryer, I remember the sliding lever controls.In 1970 I wanted hair like Keith Partridge. "Hair Stylists," were something new in my neighborhood, and my parents refused to give me $10 for a haircut they could get me for $1.50. So I started "styling" my own hair, and used my mothers hairdryer that looked like one of those. Wednesday nights were hair styling night. I'd wash it, trim it, put brylcreem (or Wildroot) in it, and put one of those hat things on and watch Night Gallery.
Pretty sure this is the one my mom had:
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Ditto here...also wanted the Keith Partridge look. My aunt bought me a David Cassidy poster, so I HAD to put it up in my bedroom, but I was kind of embarrassed when my friends would come over. My mother also had a very similar hair dryer, I remember the sliding lever controls.
Fast forward a few years (1976-77), that same aunt convinced my mother that I needed a perm. Nothing like being the first kid in your high school of 2000 kids to come back from Christmas vacation with curly hair. Yeah, I took a LOT of ribbing over that, but over the next few months I noticed a dozen or so guys also showing up with newly-permed hair.
And talk about a misnomer...a perm isn't permanent. Had to to get a re-do every three months or so. After about a half-dozen times I finally had enough. But that smell of that perm solution will be ingrained in my mind forever.

My dad cut my hair with Wahl clippers and finished with butchwax. When he was stationed in Viet Nam we moved to California to be closer; state of the art correspondence back then was exchanging cassette tapes (not a method you see anymore) and being on the west coast cut days off delivery time. While he was away I grew out my hair and he was shocked when he came back and it was *almost down to my collar*! Oddly enough I got to keep it which was a big surprise to both me and my mom. Almost 60 years later I now sometimes contemplate going back to a buzzcut just for convenience.In 1970 I wanted hair like Keith Partridge. "Hair Stylists," were something new in my neighborhood, and my parents refused to give me $10 for a haircut they could get me for $1.50. So I started "styling" my own hair, and used my mothers hairdryer that looked like one of those. Wednesday nights were hair styling night. I'd wash it, trim it, put brylcreem (or Wildroot) in it, and put one of those hat things on and watch Night Gallery.
Pretty sure this is the one my mom had:
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Now those are some awesome toys!
My dad cut my hair with Wahl clippers and finished with butchwax. When he was stationed in Viet Nam we moved to California to be closer; state of the art correspondence back then was exchanging cassette tapes (not a method you see anymore) and being on the west coast cut days off delivery time. While he was away I grew out my hair and he was shocked when he came back and it was *almost down to my collar*! Oddly enough I got to keep it which was a big surprise to both me and my mom. Almost 60 years later I now sometimes contemplate going back to a buzzcut just for convenience.
"Notel"in'.