Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Bed head

What exactly does this child do during nap time that could possibly cause her hair to get this crazy? I have no. i. dea.


Bu whatever it is, I'm sure glad she does it because I could use a little extra laughter today. 

Sorry to laugh at your expense baby girl, but you don't seem to mind. 

We even had a mini impromptu bed head photo shoot that made me very thankful for the digital camera age. (Photo dump now to follow).





And my personal favs...



Saturday, September 24, 2011

Bed Head

I love bed head. I love it so much I had to document its beauty on her royal cuteness.




I just love it. Don't you?

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Am I too old for this?

Or am I just too much of a mom?






NOOOOOO!!!!! I hope I never get too old to do this or more importantly, never get too old to like it. Place your judgement wherever you want, but I like it! Breathe Mom. This really should come as no surprise. I loved my pre-baby blonde and hot pink hair days a l-o-o-o-ong time ago. I may just do it again one day.

Thoughts? Does this work as well on short hair as it does on long? Remember, I'm still new to the short hair etiquette.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Chop and Go

Gone, gone gone... my hair that is! The time finally came to go from


to

!!!!!!

I just sucked it up and did it. Someone with Locks of Love will be receiving 15 inches of hair soon. My hair has literally never ever been this short. E.V.E.R. And I love it! 


I truly never thought I'd have the guts to make the chop, but I am so glad i did. Today I am at least. Its still brand new, so who knows what I'll think in a few weeks when I have to be in a bathing suit in public and there is no long hair to divert the eyes from the one two many other bodily curves... weird logic I know. But, it totally makes sense to me.

For years, my hair has been my pride. It was always the one thing about myself that I liked and felt good about. It has primarily been long most of my life, so its still a shock when I pass by a mirror. I have always wanted to donate my hair, and I finally decided that if I didn't do it now, I never would. On a whim, I called a really popular salon in town Monday afternoon thinking maybe I could get an appointment by August (giving me extra time in case I chickened out). Well, the receptionist told me they had a cancellation for Tuesday night. Shoot. Well, ok. So, last night I went terrified and couldn't have been happier with my beautician. Gabby, a young and super talented girl knew exactly what would work on me. Since I had never cut it this short, I didn't have a freakin' clue what to do. I showed her a few pictures and she just went at it. All. Fifteen. Inches!! Chop. Chop. Chop. 


This is the first time I've felt air on my neck. I think I was more nervous of how Cheyanne would react when I came home with no hair than about how I'd look at the end. She only seemed to notice it at bed time when she normally plays with it. It confused her a little but thankfully that didn't last too long. She seems to love the change too.



What do you think?! I think it was a necessity after the Giant called me a Duggar. That can never be good. 




Thursday, June 2, 2011

Rockin' a 'hawk

Cause that's just what we do.







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