So I guess since i was about 14 was obsessed with them...well maybe I should say HIM...I mean the Cure were {and in alot of ways ARE} my favourite group....however....it's REALLY Mr Smith i was intrigued by...especially that mess of hair...Sometimes like a spiky porcupines...sometimes like a soggy black cloud...It just called to me as a youth and I spent the better part of my teen years emulating it in some way or another....Teasing, backcombing, picks, crimpers and hairspray were used...lots and LOTS of hairspray {first Stiff Stuff...then RAVE #4} until i perfected what I called either 'Bird of Hairidise" or "Ragdoll from Nightmareland"....The hair gave me POWER much like Samson...it made me feel like some kind of creature...it gave me presence and it brought me attention...good and bad.....but like may things it had its day and i got rid of it...slowly but surely....and yes...much like when one loses an appendage some days I get 'phantom hair" and I duck going through doorways or imagine it caught in branches....like it USED too......
But now i've substituted hats for hair...and its not the same....but...sometimes when i daydream...and sometimes as i sleep...I still imagine teasing up that big cloud around my head....remembering the smells of areosol and the sweet burning odor of the crimper....and maybe I hum a little something from 'Pornography" or "Kiss me, Kiss me, Kissme"....and think about those days....
WOW..that is an AMAZING picture of you...so incredibly hot! ...oh, and Robert Smith is awesome, too lol...
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