Ode to a Grecian hairstyle

When I first saw Chloe’s hairstyle one hot day this past week, I instantly likened her to some exotic princess of the Classical era. I could imagine her standing at the prow of a ship, white skirts billowing. “You look regal,” I said to Chloe, which bemused her. That resemblance owed itself undoubtedly also to the dotted white shirt – even the enamelled earrings continued the theme.

I instantly likened her to some exotic princess of the Classical era

Greek woman, 4th century BC, from www.mlahanas.de

Apparently she spent two seconds on her hair that morning, merely twisting it up and fastening it with a tortoiseshell butterfly clip. Patently hair texture – and length – is all, as my hair would never do this of its own accord. It’s too fine.

“That’s always the way,” I agreed with Chloe. “When you’re in a hurry, your hair ends up looking fantastic. But just try repeating the effort for a special night out!” My hair is so slippery it often falls out of any updo, although I have recently rediscovered hair product, and that does help!

I remember in my early twenties my friend Rapunzel visiting me at my parents’. She and Chloe have similar hair texture, thick and wavy. My dad is the traditional sort, and, admiring Rapunzel’s red locks, he opined that I too should have hair that flowed to my waist. At the time I was sporting a short 20s style bob, and looked like Louise Brooks. I made a face in response to this admonishment. My hair would never actually do that even if I wanted it to. Rapunzel laughed and replied diplomatically that she’d always wanted hair like mine.

I guess the hair is always Greeker on the other side.