May 6, 1964, Wednesday.

Dave told me he wasn’t taking me to Don’s party Friday, because he wants to drink and I don’t like him to. So, I probably won’t see him this weekend. I’m going to stay at Lauri’s if I don’t go out. We went modeling tonight. We changed schools and now go to Patricia Stevens on Wilshire Boulevard (so much closer to home.)  It was tough, we had a speech class, I showed how I do my hair. Than we had a figure class and we started Fencing. It’s going to firm up my legs. I came home and had to wash my hair. Dave didn’t call, I wonder if he still likes me or Marilyn now. Pam Henderson told Donna he said he really liked me a lot.

I actually demonstrated how to style my hair in my speech class at school as well and got an A, since I was an expert on teasing and styling big hair in 1964

The secret was in the comb.  Imagine combing this rats nest out every night, setting it in super big curlers and then sleeping on them.

But of course the the magic was in the hairspray.  I went through a can a week

This was the final result of perfection.  

I loved fencing and was good at it, however, the helmet ruined my hair.

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