I’ve been having a little nostalgia trip, thinking about the rock musicals that were popular in my youth. The religious ones (Godspell, Jesus Christ Superstar) didn’t hold a candle in my mind to the risque pleasure of that icon of naughty words (cunnilingus, masturbation, sodomy, fellatio) – Hair.
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair, shoulder length or longer
Here, baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy
Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it, my hair
Regular readers may recall I have a bit of a hair fetish, especially when the hair belongs to a sexy man. However I also love my own hair now that it’s no longer cropped as it was for quite a few years. I especially appreciate it when it dries naturally into curls and ripples. If you enjoy the selfie featured in today’s post you may find these two posts interesting: Mermaids Tale and Fallen Angel/Fiery Devil
Since it’s Wicked Wednesday I’m also giving a shout out to the latest FebPhotoFest image (Day 5.) by @_Masterseye as my response to the Social Media prompt. I’ve often admired Eye’s beautiful hair, and today’s offering posted on both her blog and Twitter provides another glimpse of her tresses (and other fabulous womanly bits). Thanks Eye!