June 23, 2012
I don’t wear high heels.
For the better part of the 80s and 90s, I wore high heels almost every waking hour of the day and night. I even went through a rather insane period — my “I’m too sexy for winter” phase — where I wore my high heels in the snow and the freezing cold, adding leggings and leg warmers over my hose.
What follows may not be the best photograph (I think it’s cool) but it’s the only one I have which immortalizes my favourite pair of high heel shoes.
The pic was taken in December 1987 by my then-boyfriend Gary.
Gary was 28, I was 37. We had met in a bar earlier that year and we were getting ready to leave on a road trip to Florida (thus the new shoes), an exciting 43-hour bus ride all the way down to Riviera Beach to visit my brother, my darling André who was stuck there in drydock renovating his antique jewel of a sailboat.
That was one weird trip.
All this to say that I don’t wear high heels anymore.
I stopped wearing them somewhere in 1999…
around the time I started shaving my head.
P.S.: Making a cameo appearance in today’s story is my cutie pie son Vincent who is now 33 years old and still a cutie pie.
June 2, 2012
I don’t spend long periods of time under beds.
Between the ages of 6 and 11 (give or take a year), I spent a LOT of time living under beds.
My favourite one was the double bed in the so-called “guest room” where my dad slept nearly every night supposedly because he snored. It had the most elevated metal box spring of all the beds in the house which means I didn’t scrape my scalp as much as I did when I lived under my own bed.
I decorated my secret space with toys and books and drawings. At one point, I even had a battery-operated lantern but didn’t light it often so as not to attract attention.
And so it was that I would lay there and dream…
May 10, 2012
I don’t go to bed wearing make-up.
I did this from age 15 to 36 because I felt ugly without make-up. I’d wash my face in the morning and then apply my make-up, and wash my face again at night before applying a new coat of make-up in order to hit the sack looking absolutely marvelous.
(smeared mascara over cakey foundation wasn’t exactly a pretty sight to see in the morning, but hey… what can I say… I was crazy that way)
April 24, 2012
I don’t shave my head.
Though I do miss drawing on it…
The last time I shaved my head was in 2006.
I went from this:
But now I’m done with the shaved look…
I’m keeping my grey mane!