Would it be fair to say we're living in an era of unparalleled era of coiffure-liberty?* Short 'dos from the fifties, long hair from the sixties and seventies, punkish / new wave shenanigans—it's all available in our cumulative buffet of contemporary options:
So elderly maw maws sculpt and color their hair into all manner of strange constructions. Mohawks are mainstream. Mullets? cornrows?—not worth a mention. Where, then, is the new hair-frontier? What's next for the 'do avant-gardist?
Tangential Pop-Quiz: What kind of sunglasses would each of the above hair-dos be wearing?
* The snobbish aesthete in me sometimes wonders if this is a good thing. Plenty of folks have taken that freedom and made a beeline straight to Really-Bizarre-Bad-Hair-Choice-Ville. (But then I say, "coiffe and let coiffe." It ain't my head.)