I have always had a love affair with bangs. My best friend in first grade, Jenny F., had bangs, and I wanted some just like hers sooooo badly. I begged and begged, and finally a couple of years later, I was allowed to have them. I had to do something good to get them, like keep my room clean for a month or something. Bangs were my reward. And I’ve fought with them, cut them, grown them, curled them, straightened them, loved them, hated them ever since.
I get my hair cut this weekend and I’m trying to decide if I want to have bangs again. What do you think?
(Um, this could also be a study in hair dye. Or eyebrows. Or not looking at the camera. One wild guess on which of these is my natural color.)
Leave a comment with your vote: bangs or no bangs!