Today, I was thinking about hair. Specifically, my own. I think no matter how much you think people are looking at details of your appearance, they really aren't. I suppose if something really stands out, or looks phenomenal, they might comment on it, and that's a positive thing. But I can't think of the last time I saw something someone was wearing or a hairstyle that made me think, "what were they thinking?"
Off topic -- last night at exercise class (I want to come up with a better name for it, because she kicks our butts four nights a week), a friend commented on her workout top sliding up when we were doing a specific move. She said something about everything falling out and feeling conscious about it. I could totally relate. I have many times had the same thing happen, and when you look around a second, you realize that no one else is looking. We are all just trying to keep our balance, not fall flat on our face and keep breathing without a total collapse. Point being -- you aren't being constantly critiqued or assessed, no matter what you think.
Off topic -- last night at exercise class (I want to come up with a better name for it, because she kicks our butts four nights a week), a friend commented on her workout top sliding up when we were doing a specific move. She said something about everything falling out and feeling conscious about it. I could totally relate. I have many times had the same thing happen, and when you look around a second, you realize that no one else is looking. We are all just trying to keep our balance, not fall flat on our face and keep breathing without a total collapse. Point being -- you aren't being constantly critiqued or assessed, no matter what you think.
But back to hair... probably no one is paying much attention to it, either.
Haircuts are no longer sufficient to make my hair look its best. Color is involved, and lots of it. We have tried everything to hide the gray. We have highlighted to the top of the highlight spectrum, and it is just getting to be too much. I don't mean this as a complaint, because I am thankful to have hair. I worry about people who don't and how they stay warm in the winter.
But look at this! And I realize I have cropped these pretty closely... but you better have a book with you during this appointment, because it is no 45 minute procedure.
I have no idea what is happening back there. I just asked Lora's assistant to snap a couple of pics.
But I wanted to throw kudos out to my hair professional, because she is the bomb. She has done my hair for almost 25 years, and if you think that a person that sees you at least one hour a month, and sometimes three, isn't your friend, you are mistaken. She knows my hair better than I do. My challenges with naturally curly hair have been embraced, and sometimes we defeat the curl and do whatever we want.
She is a continuous student of the profession. Constantly, she attends the latest and greatest hair shows and clinics. It seems like she is always off to Miami or New York City. Miami is the home base of Oribe -- of whom she is a strong devotee.
He has products of the widest variety which are the most effective, amazing and the scents are one of a kind. I am a pushover for great smelling things. Notice I didn't say anything about cheap. We just aren't going there.
I don't mind aging, I simply will not throw my hands up and quit trying to look my best. Best is defined differently than it used to be, but I'm going to go to old age kicking and screaming.
