Growing up in the 80s I wore a lot of weird things in my hair. Shoelace ribbons! Scrunchies! Banana clips! Alice bands! Fergie bows (Remember Fergie bows? Do not even try to tell me that I’m the only person who wore a Fergie bow …) And then there was the Hairdini Magic Styling Wand that I bought off a late night advertorial. It was meant to help twist my hair into a French roll. It was meant to make me look sophisticated (you know, to counter-act the braces and the A-ha t-shirt I loved to wear). It did none of those things. As my brother cruelly pointed out it made me look like Klinger from MASH. And yet that still wasn’t my hair-accessory low point. That occurred in 1985 when I spent much of the year wearing a gigantic black lace bow in my hair in an attempt to look like Madonna (circa Desperately Seeking Susan). Add a huge crucifix, a boob tube and a mini skirt and I looked less like Madonna and more like a slightly slutty nun with bad shoes (thank you Dunlop Volleys).
In recent years I’ve steered clear of hair accessories (although Lana and Nat’s hair feathers do look cute). But this month I’m throwing caution to the wind and putting all my hair accessory failures behind me for a good cause. I intend to wear a bandanna for CanTeen.
Most of you would know that CanTeen is that not-for-profit organisation that supports 12-24 year olds who are living with cancer. Maybe they have it. Maybe it’s one of their siblings. Maybe it’s their mum or dad or aunt or uncle or another family member.
Here’s the thing. Cancer affects all of us. ALL OF US. Everybody I know has someone in their family or their tribe of friends who has been impacted. And what that means is that there is a hell of a lot of young people dealing with really big issues. Issues that kids and young people shouldn’t have to deal with.