There was something new for everyone on St. Patty’s Day. While one of my girlfriends learned from a genuine Irishman what exactly an Irish car bomb is (and how much of your memory it will cost you), and my sister was taught a jig by the little person dressed as a leprechaun on the bar, I was browsing downtown Manhattan nightlife with my newly acquired bangs.
I’ve had mid-length, straight hair for as long as I can remember, so when all of my hairstyle icons, from Reese Witherspoon to Rachel McAdams, started rocking blunt bangs, I was intrigued. I had already successfully tested the opposite sex with one hairstyle challenge (I learned to coax my straight hair into seductive waves), so why not try out another? I wondered: should women be jumping on the bang-wagon?
It only took a matter of seconds to snap in my Hairdo Clip-In Bangs ($17, Amazon). One quick trim and three blasts of hairspray later, I was skeptical of the results but decided to test drive my faux fringe anyway.
It was only a matter of time before a few sloppy day drinkers in Midtown started buying St. Patty’s Day brews for my group of girlfriends. In my head, I looked like Katie Holmes at the Oscars, but I must have been closer to her teenage Dawson’s Creek years because one of the button-down shirts asked, “How’d you get in here?”
“What are you, like, 17?”
Rude. We were off to the next pub before I had time to evaluate the fact that a grown man thought I was in high school. But I thought he was onto something when the next bouncer asked for my I.D. while the rest of my friends strolled right inside.
After a black light scan and a pass-off to bouncer #2, I joined my friends inside the LES dive. “Laur, you should hit the bathroom,” one friend said. “Your bangs are crooked.”
Even through the dingy, dented mirror I could see what each of those men has seen. My sultry smoky eyes and winged liner, which usually exudes an air of sophistication, were hidden behind the faux fringe. My round face looked plain chubby, and the apples of my cheeks dominated my face. I didn’t look sexy, I looked… cute.
Snap snap snap. Off came the Hairdos that were, for me, a hair don’t.
Reese Witherspoon’s bangs hide a scar, and Liv Tyler’s hide a high forehead, but all my bangs hid were about five years. The lesson here is while bangs look great on some women, they made my round face look too plump and cherubic. The clip-ins appeared real, and matched my hair color perfectly, so I would recommend them to any girl looking to temporarily update her hairstyle.