DJ Riggs & Berry Bachen
My mom did so well making sure my childhood hairdos were cute cute cute.
But my days of innocence ended the summer before middle school. I had seen the movie “Ghost”, and thought Demi Moore’s hair was so cool. When Aunt Beverly, the hairdresser, gave herself a fresh “pixie cut”, I begged for her to do the same for me.
What I received instead was a boy cut, much like my brother’s, featured here, but with a slight mullet.
I looked so much like a boy that a group of teenagers at the mall laughed at me for coming out of the girl’s bathroom, thinking I had made a mistake.
I was about to enter 6th grade like this. My mom, always quick on her feet, knew this laughter was just a taste of the trauma I was about to experience.
There was only one option:
A home perm.
But just on top.
(I may have burned the “after” pics.)
Fast forward through a couple decades of living paralyzed with fear when anyone would approach with scissors.
Until, thankfully…
… In 2017, I was introduced to DJ Riggs and Berry Bachen.
When you work with artists, you get art.
Please enjoy this tribute.
