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It’s starting to hit me that my wedding is only a little over three months away. We’ve gotten so much of the planning done already, but there is still so much more to do. Little details like menu cards, table assignments and favor boxes still need to be taken care of. I keep having visions of my batchlorette party consisting of all my friends, me and a stamp set, filling boxes with cinnamon almonds and labeling them.
One of the simplest, yet most frustrating problems I have is I can’t decide on how I want to wear my hair. It didn’t really bother me until my wedding day stylist, an amazingly talent friend named Lucy, asked me what I was planning to do with my hair. Did I want to have an updo? Was I going to wear my veil? And exactly how long was my hair now? I had that moment of panic where all I could think was, “I don’t know, I don’t know, I DON’T KNOW!”. The length issue is simple enough, all I had to do was look in the mirror, but the other answers are not as easy. Here are some of the looks I’ve been considering.
Since my hair is only a little longer than shoulder length, some adjustments will have to be made, but it seems like the direction is something messy, partially up, with a veil for the ceremony and some quickly pinned flowers for the reception. Of course I have a couple months to change my mind……
One of the biggest things I regret not doing in college was dyeing my hair crazy colors. Unfortunately, I always had a part or full time job that didn’t really appreciate cotton candy tresses.
After graduation I felt like i’d pretty much missed my window of opportunity since a “real” job in the “real” world wasn’t likely to be any more indulgent than my college gigs were. But then I met Jennifer. She was a mother of three, recently divorced, crazy exuberant, talented artist, teaching a class one night a week for local professionals who were trying to get back in touch with their creativity. She was twenty years my senior and she had bright blue hair. And I can remember thinking, “Wow, if she can do all of this maybe it isn’t to late for me.” Jennifer made me think a lot about what “growing up” actually meant, and about who and what I wanted to be. So along with a few of my other aspirations, I am putting my dream of shockingly pink hair back on the list and maybe, just maybe, after the last of the wedding photos have been snapped, it’ll be time.
Images from here.