When i was a teen, i thought hair gel was the best product in the world. I would gob the stuff on my head, comb it through and pull my hair back in the thightest pony tail i could. two hours later i had an indestructable dome. I looked an awful lot like an onion-head.

Oversized sweaters...and I am talking MASSIVELY oversized. I am (and was in high school) only 5'2". I looked completely ridiculous.

In the early nineties, I had teased bangs! I would curl them in the morning and then tease them and hairspray them with Aquanet. They were huge and didn't move. I look back at pictures and can't believe I ever wore my hair that way.

I didn't know it forty five yrs. ago but I wore a cute white outfit to a wedding. I know now that it's "no, no" I don't think I "upstaged the bride but none the less I do feel embarassed!

Better than any of my embarrassing episodes, is an experience my mom shared with me. When I was a young teenager, gazing in the mirror at my eyebrows (that suddenly seemed waaay to thick and fuzzy), my mom came in the bathroom with some towels and saw me probing at my eyebrows. She told me that if I wanted to start plucking my eyebrows that I could, but she would appreciate it if I talked to her beforehand so she could teach me the way to do it. When she was in 6th grade, she decided her eyebrows were too much like a unibrow and she grabbed a razor and shaved upwards from her nose. BAD DECISION! The result was worse than having the eyebrows of Frankenstein.