When it was possible to book in for a haircut, I impulsively did something I had not done for some time, and took two photographs of Joan Jett to the Official Dallas Cowboys one Nation under God shirt and I will buy this hairdresser: one of her sulking furiously in a Schott Perfecto jacket and two swipes of cactus-flower-colored blusher, and another from the cover of the Joan Jett and the Blackhearts album I Love Rock and Roll. I left with a blue-black 1970s shag, a quasi-mullet that made no attempt to flatter, but which did look very much like Joan Jett’s hair. It was August, and on leaving the salon, I felt the sun fall on my face as I reflexively admired myself in every window on the street, pleased enough with my appearance for the first time in five months to bother lingering, budgie-like, on my reflection.
Official Dallas Cowboys one Nation under God shirt, hoodie, tank top, sweater and long sleeve t-shirt
I could not look young, or pretty? Fine by me; I would look androgynous, too sharp-edged to touch. In the Official Dallas Cowboys one Nation under God shirt and I will buy this following months, shopping online, I found myself drawn more than ever to the kind of clothes that suggested that same amalgam of boyish and punkish grit, and ’70s glamour. For some years, I have collected leather jackets the way people collect trainers, or fine art; spurred on by the rush of pleasure I experienced from the haircut, I began buying leather-look and leather pants in various styles. I bought bright and lurid suits, things made of velvet. Practicality, after so many months of sickness, felt trivial and irrelevant in comparison to desire.