Stories of Lotería

I know it's been a while, but..... Taking inspiration from my last post, La Sirena, let me ask you:  Who were your beauty or style  icons while growing up? Who did you look up to and think, "Damn. I'm never going to be that cool"?  Looking back on some of my faves, one thing remains true.  BIG HAIR = BIG APPEAL

Dedicated to those women I grew up watching, not on tv, but in real-life . When I was a little girl I thought my female teenage cousins were the shit ! We came from a large family with many aunts, uncles, and kids, but there was a recognizable divide between those considered children - around 12 and under - and those who most certainly were not ever to be mistaken or miscategorized as a child - 16 and up.  At family parties, these 4 or 5 young women would gather in a bedroom covered wall-to-wall with Prince or Pat Benatar posters, blasting extremely loud American Bandstand favorites, and plot the newest yet not terribly inventive way they were going to dupe their parents this weekend. Naturally, us younger kids weren't allowed in that bedroom for more than it takes to tell someone the food's ready , but in that instant you could pick up a strong collective whiff of freshly-popped Bubble Yum, plastic jelly-bean sandals, and Aqua Net...a lot of Aqua Net.  The hair...