Marc Jacobs has inspired me once again. Though this time it was to, dare I say it, brush my hair.
I have the kind of hair where if you brush it rather than comb it, it looks like I stepped out of the 1970’s and was electrocuted, at the same time. It has the ability to be perfectly straight, and hold curls and waves very well, but bring a brush anywhere near it and all semblance of tidiness goes away.
But for Marc Jacob’s Spring 2011 show, the models had hair like that. It was huge, very Grace Coddington-esque, and quite fun and beautiful. I loved that it was very free and wild but the models still looked polished.
So then today, while bored at home (in NYC I would have done something productive, like shopping or visiting a museum), I decided it was necessary to brush my hair and give it a shot.
I kind of love it?
I’m not sure if it is socially acceptable given the fact I am not a major fashion icon (yet) or even fashion personality, but I feel very happy-go-lucky with it, and it’s surprisingly soft.
So now I am hoping the 70’s will come back and our days of straightening our hair every morning can be a thing of the past!