I was further thinking about how, in the 1960s and early '70s, women of all ages always went out with their hair styled, up in pouffy do's that must have taken a lot of effort to achieve. Every day! Think of That Girl, Mrs. Cleaver, Aunt Bea, Ellie Mae, even Wilma Flintstone! Think about your own mother (if you're my age). They didn't even have hand held hair dryers!!! They had to go to the Beauty Parlor and use big, hard curlers held in with Bobby pins. They sat under a big hair dryer for forty minutes. They had to make that last all week! And they did. They knew things. They knew how to tease their hair and, well, other stuff.
Here's my lovely mother with her Easter Coiffe. That would be me on the right. My hair skills haven't progressed much.
And to think, with all this technology at our fingertips, most of us these days settle for something about like this. We call that progress?