Every week, my mother went to a local beauty parlor to get her hair done. In between visits, it never got mussed or wet, and was stiff as armor. The cropped hair style I’ve worn for years is a descendent of Vidal Sassoon’s scissors (my former stylist was trained by him). He pried women from the dryer, and in one small way, helped set us free. Vidal Sassoon died yesterday at 84.
Surprise us. Enter the CONTEST.
That looks like an interesting documentary. I put a hold on it at my library.
RIP to him.
Looks like fun, as was he.
RIP, Vidal. Love his comment about getting to the root of who you are and making something happen from it.
Me too, Kathy. It’s inspiring.
He was part of the huge wave of the liberation days of my youth. I don’t have straight hair and couldn’t achieve any of those blunt saucy cuts until I was introduced to hot irons (quite recently!) – yahoo! I too noted his death with great respect and feeling. I heard him on an episode of BBC’s Desert Island Discs – a thoroughly engaging, fascinating and lovely man. Thanks for this post and letting me add my comments about this innovative genius.
Fashion as game changer. So cool.