Whoa Nellie

I’m in Starbucks with Nell the barista, who looks like a Clydesdale horse with her new hairdo.

I half expect her to whinny and stamp her foot while making my mocha latte.images

What possesses someone to do something so radical to themselves?  I can’t change my nail polish, let alone dye my hair the shade of snow shaving the sides clear off.

Is she just bored with life I wonder?  One could certainly understand if she were.

She’s 18 if she’s a day, after all.

I’m trying not to stare, as strands of silver poke through her cap bobbing and weaving like rap singers. She’s so sweet Nell, despite my curiosity, I’m not asking, if she’s happy with her new do.

“You changed your hair,” I say instead, smiling at her pixie face that aways reminds me of a caffeinated calf.

She doesn’t answer, but smiles back and then I know, she loves her hair.

I guess that’s what’s important.  Not that she looks as if she could ride in a parade pulling a carriage while a band plays.

Made me go upstairs and look at my own mop thinking, well, I think I too will do something wild, as I throw on a navy headband making me an inch and a half taller.

Hey, it’s a start.



About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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18 Responses to Whoa Nellie

  1. Kate Howell says:

    The whole blog didn’t come thru

    Hal Rubenstein from my iPhone



  2. Kate Howell says:

    Never mind

    Hal Rubenstein from my iPhone



  3. That is hilarious. I would be afraid of giggling.

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  4. Whoa Nellie! You go Susannah! Maybe some gel? Not too crazy though.


  5. Brace yourself for what is coming. There is a pattern with this new Clydesdale style. They start out ready to shoot Budweiser commercial, and the next thing you know they look like a Unicorn on steroids. I just do not get it, but it must be something wonderful for the youngins.

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  6. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, you should wear one of those princess crown headbands they wear nowadays, then you’ll be three inches taller, ha ha! Of course a faux-hawk would also accomplish the same thing, not that you need to gain any height.
    The strangest things I ever did to my hair were: 1970-My college roommate and I put hundreds of tiny braids through our hair and slathered them in dippity-do, We wore our hair like that the next day, and the following day took the braids out and let our kinky hair fly. We had the first giant afros. 1966ish I got a Barbie bubble-cut and did not end up looking a bit like Barbie. 1972 -dyed my long blonde hair dark gray and looked like a witch.

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    • Dippity-do, now that’s something I remember well. The only radical thing I ever did was cut my hair short years ago when no one else did. I saw Audrey do it in Roman Holiday, and that was it for me. Made a beeline to the barber. My mother almost killed me.

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  7. micklively says:

    It’s attention seeking behavior. The myth is that we out-grow it; the reality that we choose more effective means: silly hair-dos replaced by smart suits.

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