IRIS ATKINS SUMMERS’ bouffant gets its altitude from a hairpiece she nicknamed Myrtle. Cookie, a hairdresser in Pasadena, TX, would pin Myrtle on top of Iris’ head, smooth teased hair over the wiglet, and add curls on top. “One man in my office said my hairdo looked like ‘an explosion in a spaghetti factory,’” recalls Iris, now of Fort Worth.
CLEARLY TRESSED TO IMPRESS, 15-year-old Barbara Bierbrodt, now of Southaven, MS, accessorized her beehive with fresh daisies. The occasion? An annual Valentine’s Day banquet in the early 1960s at her church, in the Memphis, TN, area. Her mom, Frances South (now 89), made the gown of red dotted swiss. “I remember feeling so special that night, like a princess,” Barbara says.
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