David Bowie’s Hair – the Good, the Bad, the Photo You Need to Take to the Hairdressers
At a memorial concert last night, it quickly became apparent that David Bowie was prolific, one of a kind, inspirational. The projected photos also confirmed Bowie’s hair was some of the best hair ever to have lived amongst us.
There’s been a host of phenomenally written articles expressing our loss, this is not one of them. This is a celebration of the greatest man we never knew, but it didn’t matter because we felt like we did and that he knew us. And specifically, his hair.
(Also, BOWIE was our first discount code when we launched last year, and we never deleted it. Go nuts – get a Heroes box, we’re donating all profits on this one to Cancer Research for January)
The Good
Golden Years

1977
Two albums released, but his hair game did not let up. The Low album is literally being taken to the hairdressers on Saturday.

1976
The Thin White Duke knows how to wield that hair gel.

1983
Clean haired Bowie + peroxide Bowie + a blow dry with a round hairbrush = <3
Hunky Dory

1982
Us mere mortals could never get our hair this clean, but it’s been a #hairgoal since The Snowman was released.

2003
Long curtains are an acquired taste that we have very much acquired.

1971
The year is 1998. You have just asked your hairdresser for ‘long, choppy layers’.
Aladdin Sane(ly Good Hair)

1989
Yes, Mr Grey.

1987
Don’t make the mistake of assuming 80s hair was bad hair. At the very least, 1987 was the year of consistency.

1974
That two tone quiff though.
The Bad
Low

1986
Presumably the hair was held up with the power of voodoo who do you do do what remind me of the babe.

2006
Not a fan, but this is actually Christopher Nolan’s fault, since this is Bowie in The Prestige.

1975
Be 1974 quiffed Bowie or 1976 oild slick Bowie, but do not be 1975 difficult growing out stage Bowie.
(Gone to the) Diamond Dogs

1965
Even this hair gives hope. You can have hair like this and still grow up to be Bowie.

1998
Watch out, it’s that boy from A Level English class who won’t speak to you.

1996
Far too reminiscent of that man from the Sex Pistols, circa that commercial for butter.