It had finally come to a point where I needed to do something with my hair because 1) it was bugging the shit out of me, and, frankly, bugging the shit out of me is always a bad idea 2) nothing could be done with it to really make it look presentable in a business situation. And by nothing I mean short of Super Glue for mousse and duct tape for barrettes or headbands whichever look I decided to go for.
In all honesty though, I had been avoiding the whole hair cutting experience like I was slated to do the "dead woman walking" mamba (again, see previous post from last fall), thus allowing my hair to grow out even more to the benefit of Locks of Love.
The thought of 1) getting in front of a camera in order to get the before pictures (I bloody hate being in front of the camera) and 2) the thought of what the end result would look like once all my hair was hacked off by someone I had never seen, met, knew anything about, and who would be armed with a pair of shears that would make a scalpel look dull...not comforting. Nope. Not comforting in the fucking slightest.
So here are the before pictures so you can see how long my hair had gotten, my Cousin It impression, and me practicing for my own Mugshot Monday....crap, you get the idea. Not advisable to be eating anything as involuntary regurgitation is possible. Don't look at me that way. You've been warned.
|In the beginning...it was almost down to my bum|
|OMG! Why is the basement so windy all of a sudden?|
|Embracing my inner Cousin It|
|Practicing to appear in my own Mugshot Monday. How am I doin'?|
So off to TheHairstyler.com I went. (Please note, I am in no way affiliated with this site, I just found them extremely useful - despite the fact that I have to pay - when I need to find a new do.)
It requires a picture with your hair pulled back against a blank background. Again with the mugshot poses?? Fine! So here is what I uploaded for the virtual hair styler to use as a base.
|Shit! I'm much better looking from behind the camera.|
Please note, from here on out, this post is going to look like a couple of fucked up Twilight Zone-esque mugshot composites.
Of course, I had to go through and try on hair styles that I knew that I would never get...check out what I could have ended up with.
|Click on the photo to enlarge for the full effect and to read the captions|
Below are the runners up for what I could have gotten done with my hair. Included in this composite is the hairstyle that I took to the hairdresser to use.
|Again, click to enlarge if you dare|
1) Pick the hairstyle that I took into the hairdresser DUH!
2) Be the first one to comment correctly with your answer DOUBLE DUH!
3) The person that wins this little contest needs to be someone that was NOT listed in yesterday's housekeeping and award post.
The Prize? You people are already worried about the prize?
No. You don't get money.
No. You don't get Charlie Sheen level fame.
No. I'm NOT buying you a car!
What I will do, though, is I will pimp your blog to my
The hairstyle that I chose, a picture of the 2nd and 3rd close choices, yet another picture of me this time with the cut and what I did with it, AND the announcement of who won.......*drumroll please* Next Tuesday... May 10th.
Ok...on to the rest of the trip tomorrow! =)
Now...go get some water. I can't have any of you people dehydrating after getting rid of your lunches as a result of actually looking at the pictures in this post.
Jewell =) xo