"Guillory's jeremiad against bangs—that they require too much effort; that they cause forehead acne; that they de-emphasize your nose at the expense of your eyes; that on the continuum of hairstyle-based regret and childish regression, they presumably rank somewhere near the mullets-and-fauxhawks section—inspired hosannas, rebukes, soul-searching, and a whole lot of digging-up of old childhood pictures. Outpourings of memories! Bowls came up a lot, and also perspiration, as well as existential anxieties about the relationship between being and time."
Staffers at Slate recall their experiences with bangs.
Thursday, October 22, 2015
I Wore My Fringe Like Roger McGuinn's
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gender,
middle age,
twentieth century,
twenty-first century,
youth
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