The Crystal Gayles are closing in on me

OK. OK. I know this isn't a very clear photo but trust me - she's totally rocking the Crystal Gayle. No, I'm not talking about Elsie (I just had to pretend to be taking a picture of her to not startle the Crystal Gayle).

I know I've said before that the Crystal Gayles are closing in on me but this time it's gone too far. Hella serious. DEFCON 5, people. This specimen was spotted at Cafe Biere which is dangerously close to my home. I'm freaking out.

BTW - we love Cafe Biere on Wednesday nights (and you should, too).

Another new Crystal Gayle

Behold:  the Crystal Gaysian

In the words of Elsie Clever:

The best part is the guy on the edge of the frame checking her out. Like he's going to follow her into the ladies room to stroke her lovely tresses... Oi. 

New species of Crystal Gayle

Behold:  the Crystal Mayle!

I think I'm in love

The face and voice of an angel singing my AC/DC favorites - does it get any better than this?  

I guess it could if she had Crystal Gayle hair (making her a Crystal Gaysian?) or I were sipping sangria while listening to her dulcet tunes or snuggling with a Pomeraian puppy but I'm willing to overlook all of that.

So have yourself a listen.  Don't be surprised if you shed a tear or two - I know I did.

Vagina or clown car?

What's the deal with families having obscene amounts of children and them pimping them out on television?  It seems like everywhere I look there are shows about enormous families.  What's the purpose of these shows?  Visual birth control?  Well, it is for me at least.

There's the "Jon and Kate Plus Eight" show with the jerky wife and wimpy husband.  Don't get me started on how awful this woman is, please...

I just saw something about the Duggar family on television (they recently welcomed their 18th child - 18TH!!!).  As upsetting as it all is, the highlight of all things Duggar is that their multiple female children (and mother) are keeping the Crystal Gayle hair look alive.  So, yeah - as much as these people gross me out I've got to give them props for that.  Keep it real, Duggars.  Keep it Crystal Gayle.

"Here's comes Crystal Gayle right down Crystal Gayle Lane..."

Elsie has done it again.  Yes, she's spotted another lovely specimen of Crystal Gayle hair.  How does she keep finding them?!  

It appears this "lady" is shopping for pinatas and/or feminine hygiene products (I'll have to ask Elsie for the full poop on this photo).  Regardless of the shopping intent I think the point is clear:  Crystal Gayle hair "ladies" are just like us.  YIKES!

Crystal Gayle likes breakfast, too

The gods were surely smiling upon me today.  I woke up feeling like I'd pretty much kicked this bad cold (that wily son of a biscuit!) and met Loraine for breakfast at Rockridge Cafe (my first human contact since Monday).  

As we settled into our table the bounty of the gods really fell upon us.  A perfect specimen of Crystal Gayle hair sat down right behind me.  What are the chances?!

Boy am I glad I left my couch today!

Hello, Crystal!

I've been remiss in my Crystal Gayle hair spotting duties lately.  But thank goodness for my CGH (that's "Crystal Gayle hair", of course) sidekick Elsie.  She's always on the prowl - and armed with a camera.

I believe this "beauty" was spotted during Elsie's recent visit to New Hampshire.  I shudder to think what her shower drain must look like...  

Attack of the Crystal Gayles!

Another one - and she's nekkid!  Um, OK - so it's not a real woman but still counts as a Crystal Gayle hair sighting.  I saw this one today while Michelle and I were wandering through the DeYoung Museum.  Art nerds beware...you can run but you can't hide from Crystal Gayle hair.

Crystal Gayle...again?!

Another day, another Crystal Gayle doppelganger...

I don't know what makes this story better - the fact that there's another "lady" sporting the classic CG 'do(n't) or the circumstances around the sighting.  You be the judge...

Elsie, Dean and I were frantically driving through the streets of Oakland and Berkeley in search of this bike shop (see below).  We pulled over to regroup (e.g., call the store for address and give Dean a bottle and cuddles [he was worn out from the trip to Costco {see above}]).  While we've got a few minutes of downtime Elsie says "I think it's a good idea to start a Crystal Gayle hair website.  What should we call it?".  We're brainstorming ideas when this specimen walks past us.  In classic IAH mode, I'm a total deer in headlights.  I'm staring at her, mouth agape and shaking my head in horror.  Thankfully Elsie was there.  Now that she's a mom she has faster reflexes.  She immediately snaps me out of my Crystal Gayle reverie with shouts of "Take a photo!  Get out of the car!  RUN!!!!".  Next thing you know I'm running down the street to catch up with "lady".  Thankfully there was a red light where she had to wait to cross the street or else I never would have captured this beauty.

Invasion of the Crystal Gayles

Seems like these days I just can't get away from the Crystal Gayle hair.  What is going on here?  Perhaps I should start a website for chronicling these sightings (ala MulletsGalore.com)?

The latest sighting was at (Popo)Zao in Emeryville.  Emeryville, people!  That's too close to Oakland.  Too close for comfort.  And I spotted this one myself while lunching with Loraine and The Tami.  I was almost too upset to eat my DanDan Noodles (but I was able to maintain, thankfully..).

OMG - Crystal Gayle!

Who has the greatest, silliest friends in the whole wide world?  IAH does, that's who.

Here's the situation.  Elsie's on vacation this weekend.  I'm sitting at the kitchen table this morning sipping on coffee and singing along to Oingo Boingo (don't judge me...).  Suddenly a text message comes through on my phone.  It's a photo text.  I'm thinking "Oh - must be a cute Dean photo from his first plane trip".  I'm giddy with anticipation for the photo to load.  But instead it's this photo of a random woman she spotted in a parking lot rocking Crystal Gayle hair.  Crystal Gayle hair kills me - just kills me - every time I see it.  I can't help but stare, comment, gag, point and laugh.  But to have this sent via text just takes it to a whole new level.  Thank you, Elsie.  You've made my day.

Now - don't get me wrong.  I'm not hating on Crystal Gayle.  How could I?  Not only is she Loretta Lynn's sister (you know I love love love Loretta Lynn) but she sings my theme song "Don't It Make My Brown Eyes Blue".  OK, it's not my theme song (but I do have brown eyes so she must be singing about me, right?).  It's just that Crystal Gayle hair is so, well, you know...

But, really, this is my favorite Crystal Gayle song (didn't I tell you not to judge me?!).