This is what I wanted going in.
This is what I looked like before.
My stylist said she hated to color my hair because she loved its natural color. I said I didn’t really care—I just wanted something a little different. We decided to do some highlights in that color.
After. Unfortunately you could barely see why color at all and we decided next time to do a ton more.
If it looked like this all day, I’d leave it alone and wear it naturally.
But, this is what happens…
And this is how it always ends up.
I asked Facebook for their fave color. First place was natural and second was gray! Of course a bunch loved the purple like me but the gray really surprised me!
Crazy hair day at school today!
Or rather, a trim. She freaked out every time I called it a haircut because she DID NOT want it short. I assured her I just meant a trim.
I had to wash her hair myself today because she said it’s been about a week since she did it. Ugh kids. (She also wanted to wear LipSense today so she’s wearing Sunshine with Diamond Kiss gloss.)
But look how cute they are?!
I was just thinking that I was ready for a haircut when I saw on Facebook that my stylist had moved salons—and was now at a salon like four minutes from my house! Woohoo!
Of course your have to brush out all her tight curls…
She conned Aunt Marie into putting her hair in a French Braid.
What timing. I randomly made this graphic this morning…and then went to the salon to get my eyebrows done…and she commented that she loves the silver streaks in my hair! She said not to touch them because they look great!
Both kids lost their minds when they saw him. They both loved the beard. (I did like it but it was getting a little long.)
Katie’s getting a back to school cut…and I get to sit with her purse because she doesn’t need me standing next to her anymore. Cue motherly crying.
Her hair is FINALLY getting longer! It seriously didn’t grow forever—it was so strange! This is only her fourth cut in her life and every time was just a tiny trim. Needless to say she’s excited!
I then told him to give me a look—
And then of course I had to get a picture with him—
I decided to splurge and have my hair washed and styled today. After my somewhat painful shower last night, I just knew I wouldn’t have the energy to wash my hair… and I couldn’t really postpone it too long since it was already WAAAAAAY past due. While I was there I got my toe polish changed, too, so I look way more put together than I feel.
Don’t worry, I didn’t drive. Tom and the kids dropped me off and then afterwards we ran a few errands for the kids’ pool party tomorrow (yes, that’s still on!), ate lunch, and now it’s nap time.
My Brazilian Blowout lasted 13 days before I washed it! I did have to use dry shampoo a little toward the end but still that’s the longest I’ve ever gone after a salon visit!
I was anxious about styling my hair myself—even knowing that the Brazilian would make it easier—because you can never do it as well. But it actually turned out really well!
I barely had to even brush it and it looks like this. I can’t wait to see how long I can make it last without washing—a regular blowout can last a week or so…and this is an extreme blowout!
I have wanted a Brazilian Blowout for awhile now—it’s been a lot a lot a lot (!) of years since I had one and it just makes drying and straightening my hair so much easier (and it shouldn’t be as frizzy). It’s a lengthy (and therefore expensive) process so it’s not a regular thing…
The process? First a clarifying wash, then putting the solution on, then drying on low heat (not high) so you don’t burn the chemicals off too early (this took close to an hour I think), then a rinse, then a regular high heat blow dry, then going over every tiny bit with a flat iron. Yikes. I was there for just over three hours.
It’s so unbelievably soft and smooth and silky it’s just dreamy. (Of course when I wash it and style it myself it won’t look quite as good but in the meantime I am enjoying every second of it.)
My first post-haircut wash felt good but ohhh maaan is it short!
Look what I did tonight! It always feels like I have no hair after a cut—and it feels REALLY short—but I still love it.
And in a little better lighting at home…
It’s been about 10 months since I had a haircut. Normally I go about six. I didn’t really notice how bad it was until I tried to straighten it and it was nearly impossible because the ends were so awful. It was also too long—I didn’t think it was but when I looked back at the pics of the last time I got it cut, I liked it shorter… So I did it again. Except I think it’s just a bit shorter yet. It’s great to feel human again.
Also, apparently we have the best lighting in our front yard at 7 o’clock at night.
Katie’s hair still doesn’t really seem to grow much—even after almost a full year—but I figured a cut was a good birthday treat!
Masks on!
She didn’t believe me that you could tell if someone was smiling (or not) under the mask…
This was last year. Okay maybe it grew an inch or so? And it looks like the curl changed a little? Still not as much as I’d expect after a year.
