WHAT ARE THE CHANCES?

In my last post I added some pictures to illustrate various types of mullet hairstyles.  I just googled some images of mullets and chose a few that I felt best represented the style.   Amazingly, I picked an image of a young man sporting a skullet that some friends actually know.   The crazy thing is, this young man hails from Ian's home town of Dunedin, New Zealand.  What are the chances?   According to Kere it's 50/50.  Her reasoning?  Dunedin is the mullet capital  of the world.  I was under the impression that North Bay is.

I STAND CORRECTED

It appears I may have offended a few people with a mention in a previous post about mullets.  I did not realize that some men sport a mullet for a legitimate reason.  If you play a certain cold weather sport you may refer to your mullet as "hockey hair."  Apparently the "party in the back" is really meant to keep the neck warm.  I didn't know.  But if this really is the case, why do I see so many in the summer?

I have discovered that there are variations to the mullet/hockey hair.

The Skullet 

(self explanatory)

and....

The Frullet

 (curly hair mullet)

and....

The Femullet

 (apparently you can't buy this)

and finally....

The Chullet 

(should I call Children's Aid?)

The scary thing?  I saw an example of each just this weekend.  Gotta love the north!

SIGN ME UP

We've all had them... you know... days when you are feeling less than attractive.  Maybe you have PMS and are feeling a little bloated and Mount Vesuvius has erupted on your forehead or chin or nose.  Maybe you've put on a few pounds recently and even your 'fat' clothes are feeling tight. Regardless of the reason, whenever I am feeling that way, I make a trip into the huge metropolis of  North Bay.  (Remember I live in a rural town.)
Today I saw:

• a man in his seventies wearing teenage board shorts with suspenders.  The look was finished off with white socks and sandals.
• an older couple wearing the exact same outfit, khaki pants and vests over bright orange t-shirts topped with matching fishing hats.  They were even wearing the same sandals.  It was strangely disturbing to see how closely they resembled one another.  
• a woman standing outside of the hairdressers, black cape draped over her shoulders, perm rods in her hair covered with a plastic cap.  She was having a cigarette.
• an assortment of mullets.  Really people we're not just in a whole new decade, we're in a whole new century, get with the times.
• greasy hair on about a third of the people I came in contact with.  Apparently showering is optional here.

I came home feeling rather ravishing.  Canada's Next Top Model, sign me up!

*There is a down side to this.  I think I am much better looking than I actually am.  This is made painfully evident to me whenever I travel any further south than Huntsville.