I remember the smell of my mother - Breck shampoo and loose pink face powder. Her hair was thin, brown and silver. After I worked for a while, brushing it with the blue plastic brush, it became oily. I then filled her head with pink rollers, clamping their teeth together on the thin strands of hair. I used little brown Bobbie pins, cold to the touch. With these I made pin curls. After removing the curlers and pins from her head, I brushed this pile into a style on top of her head and let her look in the silver handheld mirror.
Sometimes, my cousin, Laurie Jo, and I had my mom soak her fingertips in emerald green Palmolive dish soap like Madge on the TV commercial.
When I was in high school I attended Beauty College with my friends Deveri and Dana. I lasted two weeks. Yes, I am a beauty school drop out.
About Me
- pattyk
- I live in Sequim, Washington. I write creative nonfiction and poetry. My work has appeared in The Sun, Hipmama, Mamaphonic, Poetry Magazine, TallGrass Writers Anthology, Poets Against War, Poetry Motel, and other anthologies and publications. I am a former reporter who teaches workshops on poetry and memoir and have been known, on occasion, to edit things for others. I am the mother of six sons and hold an MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University, Los Angeles.
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