Fance

Ok…it’s time for me to take a stand against something. And it’s not going to be popular, especially in my age demographic. But sometimes you just have to stand your ground, no matter what those surrounding you think.

So here goes: I hate the feather hair extensions thing. Detest, even. The natural colored ones are bad enough, but don’t even get me started on the hot pink or cyan ones. Ridiculous is all I can say about those.

{She Knows}

Many of the ladies my age (and many younger and {yikes} older) seem to be enamored with these feather hair extensions. If you haven’t seen them, they are a rooster feather clipped into your hair, in much the same way as regular hair extensions. Everybody loves them and thinks they’re so cool and edgy and hip and boho. 

But when the mom in line in front of you at Trader Joe’s is sporting multiple, it’s not edgy anymore. When nearly every salon offers “feather hair extensions”, it’s not bohemian. When The New York Times is calling something a trend, you can be pretty sure it’s dead. It was kind-of neat seven or eight months ago, when I’d only seen them on a couple of girl’s. Then they were everywhere.

And this is just my own personal neurosis coming through here, but there is something vaguely dirty about sticking a rooster feather in your hair.

So please, leave the poor roosters alone. 

Also: apparently, anglers (aka fisherman) are supes peeved because all the feathers they use for lures are being bought by hair dressers. So the moral here is let the anglers do their...angling.