Several weeks ago I found myself in need of a hair cut and some *a-hem* color. To, um, cover up those pesky "natural" highlights. (Wink!)
When I told Glen that I was going in for a hair cut, he asked if he could suggest something. "Say what?" I say whatted. He then suggested that I do something more with my hair. He said, "your hair doesn't match your personality" and then something sweet about how I'm fun and my hair isn't. Or some such tenderness. Now a little background here, people. Glen RARELY says anything about my hair. He's terrific with the compliments but he pretty much sticks with the "if Momma's happy, then I'm happy" philosophy when it comes to hairstyles. So when he made this suggestion, I took it as the sweet compliment it was and decided to heed his advice. Thanks, pal.
So when I went in to see my wonderful hair stylist, Ashley, this past Monday, I told him to make me look like I'm having fun. And cute too! :-)
Here's the "before" taken on Monday before I left for Ashley's...
(picture taken in the bathroom at work LOL!)
Then the "after," taken Wednesday evening...
I stuck with the same color and subtle hightlights but it's all layered! I've given in to my hair's curly nature! Go forth and curl, ye! And I have bangs! Bangs. I haven't had bangs in .... 20 years?
The evening of my haircut and yesterday my hair went through that, "I thought we were friends!" phase and revolted. Big, furry, fuzzy, and then flat! But after this morning's wash and NO blow dryer (oh man does my hair hate to be blow dryed!), it settled down and is now resting comfortably. :-)
Ashley said to be prepared to get carded next time I go out for a drink! LOL!
Yeah, don't worry...he got a good tip.