I seem to have come down with the unfortunate sore throat/ sinus crud that my mom and brother have/had.
Maybe it's just allergies...
Bottom line: throat hurts. Nasal passages are dripping.
I had yesterday off, so I pretty much relaxed. Matthew and Keith came over to pick out my costume for filming on Saturday, and then I had a nail appointment at 3. That's it. I felt pretty good, and then as the day went on, I felt bleh.
My hair looked like this yesterday:
Perfectly acceptable. Not bad hair.
But you know me, I get bored. Especially since I'm GROWING MY HAIR OUT. I am a restless person. I've got to push through this.
I've been reading Hair on the Brain a lot lately, and I decided "Hey. If they can do all that stuff, I'ma try it!" I mean, granted, a lot of it looks dumb, but they somehow pull it off. I'm sure I couldn't pull some of the looks off, but I thought I would try at least one:
I had the good fortune to be born to a cosmetologist, so any time I wanted my hair done, all I had to do is say "Hey, Mom..." and she'd roll it for me before bed.
Not the case last night. I was on my own.
I could do this.
To prove my point, I made a bunch of "tough girl" faces...
Obviously, I am not a "section the hair off, and use a rattail comb to section off individual pieces of hair to roll" girl. I am a "grab a nice size clump of hair and just wrap it around the roller" girl.
After the hair was rolled, I hit it with a bit of hairspray. The next step was my favorite: I slept.
I had weird dreams, and I woke up with a roller digging into my left shoulderblade having falled off in the night, but other than that, it seemed to work well.
I was a tad disappointed and worried when the curlers first came out.
But then I shook it out.
(Cool action shots, huh?)
That made it a little better.
So then, I put my bangs back and put a flower in it.
Cordy looked worried.
I did my makeup, and put on a cute dress. Yay for dressing up for work!
Let's see the mailman come in TODAY and tell me I look boring!!! Mwahahaha!!!