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Duran Duran Is Responsible For My Hair Color

Duran Duran Is Responsible For My Hair Color

When I was born, I had a head full of dark hair. By the time I was a year, it had all fallen out and lighter hair grew in. (Oddly enough, my own daughter was the same way.) It was fairly light for a long time, but as I got older, it got darker.

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And, though it bummed me out, I was a kid. What was I going to do about it? I was stuck with it as far as I was concerned. Until I fell in love…

When I discovered John Taylor and Duran Duran, suddenly I felt the need to make my bangs blonde.

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Thanks to this product, I could do it myself.sunin

Sadly (or thankfully, depending on how you look at it), I have no photos of my tragic hair mistake. What I do have is photos of what came next. See, I wasn’t able to keep it JUST to my bangs, and so to fix the mistake, I had to put the sun in EVERYWHERE.

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My mother wasn’t crazy about the brassy/orange tone, so we went to a salon and I got highlights. The rest, they say, is history.

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Here’s my senior portrait, highlights, bangs, and all.

Over the years, my hair has been several shades of blonde, and I decided to try going brunette at one point after I had my first child.

 

Eventually, that was too dark for me and my hair faded and my roots were lighter than my hair, which was the opposite problem that I usually faced.

For now, I feel more “myself” as a blonde. I suppose I’ll be blonde for several more years. At least until I decide to just let the gray take over. Until then, you can find me at the salon every few months.

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~Genevieve

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Why This 80s Girl Was More Affected By A Monkee Than A Houston

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I graduated high school in 1987. Whitney Houston songs were always playing on the radio. She had Number One hits in three out of four of my years of high school. Her passing should have hit me harder than a 60s pop star who was a year older than my father. Right?

Wrong.

Even though I was an 80s girl, I loved all things retro. Even though I loved Duran Duran and Depeche Mode and OMD, I also had another side to me that ADORED the Monkees, The Mamas and the Papas, The Byrds, and The Beatles. I wanted to be a Go-Go Girl and a Hippie all at once. I spoke a bit about it in THIS post.

l to r: Micky, Davy, Peter, Mike

I had almost every Monkees album. On vinyl. For those of you too young to remember what vinyl is, there are these big, oversize cds with grooves in them that you play on record players.

I would video tape all their shows on VHS and watch them after school. I even watched the interviews and bits in between. I knew way too much about them. Funny thing? Until yesterday I didn’t realize their show was only on for two seasons. Funny how they impacted me so much for being on for such a short period of time, and before I was even born.

I ended up going to see them perform when they had a reunion tour.

Only 3 Monkees made the 20th reunion tour - Davy, Micky, and Peter.

My parents surely thought I was crazy to go see 3 guys their age sing, but what the heck? No one else at my school was into them – that was for sure. I was the ONLY Monkees fan I knew. All my other friends liked modern groups, as they should, I suppose. I was the odd duck, and I was fine with it.

The Monkees, I was telling a friend of mine the other day, led me into the 60s. They led me into the music of “Peace, Love, and Understanding.” (To which she said, “You never really grew out of that.”)

Songs like

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But you get the picture- We were born to LOVE one another.

Or this more serious, “Shades of Gray.”

Of course, I like a few of their out their songs, like this one, which is one of my favorites, and kind of, well, you decide…

Yeah, it’s a little odd, but I love it.

I ended up seeing them again in the 90s, thanks to a good friend who got me tickets for my birthday. I saw them at the Universal Amphitheater. I believe it was 1996, and Wayne and I went together. We were engaged at the time. He really didn’t want to go, but he ended up having a blast. Of course he did – it was The Monkees – 50 year old men rockin’ it 60s style! Woot!

For a band that was put together for a tv show, they played their own instruments and put on a darn good show.

(Which reminds me that one of my other favorites is another group that started as a band put together for a tv show…)

Hello, world, there's a song that we're singin... C'mon get happy!

Of course the difference between the two is that there was only one real musician in the Partridge family and only two singers.

And a teeny bit off topic… look what I found online the other day…

2 teen idols - David Cassidy (aka Keith Partridge) and Davy Jones, together.

Photo found on the Today show website

I think I saw a poster of a show they did together: one night only- what a night that must have been!

Well, now that I’ve gotten COMPLETELY off topic, let’s get back to the subject at hand.

I had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Davy Jones (of the Monkees) in person in 1997. I was working in the VIP office at Universal Studios, booking VIP tours during my year off teaching and finishing my credential. It was a crazy, busy, fun year planning for my wedding, going to school, working with people that I loved, and meeting some really interesting celebrities, including Mr. Jones.

I got to ride up in an elevator with him and he was just as nice as could be. I was a little star struck, and I don’t get that way too often.

So, even though Ms. Houston should have struck a bigger chord with me, it was Mr. Jones. The man from Manchester, born a year before my own father, who was famous before I was ever born, who touched my heart and my funny bone. I still listen to his music, and I still have fond memories of the show, the songs, how I felt during those times, seeing the group live, and meeting him.

So long, Davy. Thanks for sharing your gifts with the world. Thanks for putting a smile on our faces, and some music in our life.