Phespirit's great fashion error of 1989
At the old-enough-to-know-better age of nineteen, Phespirit decides to bleach his hair white.
He declares his intention to his friends, purchases a particularly potent bleach from Boots the Chemist, consults with one of his local hairdressers in Southampton and then ..... hesitates.
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Sensing a loss of nerve, the astute Bill Harrow re-invigorates Phespirit by
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rudely declaring:
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"you're such a
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cunt
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if you don't go through with this now."
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These encouraging words have stayed with Phespirit ever since, and are always called upon during times of self-doubt.
Without further ado, an ever-reliable Mike Smith-Howell was tasked with applying the unpleasant green, corrosive solution to Phespirit's scalp and, in doing so, subjecting Phespirit to the longest period of prolonged pain he has ever experienced; for a full hour the acid devoured its way mercilessly through skin and hair. Sporadic eye-witness reports claimed the concoction was having some lightening effect but, frankly, the hair didn't seem to be going white, as such.
Regardless - enough was enough .....
A quick dash to the bathroom, a rinse under the shower, over to the mirror and ..... HELLO?!?
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The results were .....
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O R A N G E
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Well, OK, what the hell - Phespirit wasn't really too perturbed. And anyway, it fitted in well with his obsession (at the time) with the album:
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"I Am Kurious, Oranj"
by
THE FALL
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[ for another fine orange song, look here ]
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What exactly did this orange hair look like? Observe .....
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Taste police will note that this heinous fashion error is compounded by black eyebrows, terrible glasses and a public display of vest-wearing .....
Phespirit can only say ..... whoops
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