Thanks for all of the love, ladies. I’m telling you- your comments about my so-called young appearance could not come at a better time. I spent upwards of ten minutes this morning trying to brush a black “eyelash” off the corner of my eye, until I realized it was not an eyelash, but the deepest crow’s foot wrinkle in the history of the earth. Suckdom.

I love it when Hair Thursday participants do all of the work for me – especially after a rare night of martinis. Meet Veronique.

Veronique’s hair:

Naturally brunette with auburn highlights (doesn’t want to change and I agree)
Hair is a curly/straight hybrid that can’t make up it’s mind
Thinning in the front
Looks flat when it’s longer

Veronique is a kick-ass photographer with a fun sense of style and apparently, doesn’t need my help because she sent the absolute BEST photo of a possible hairstyle for herself.

Oh, I know what you’re thinking. I’m just saying that so I can wuss out on the work of finding a suitable style for her, right? WRONG. I’m prepared to defend my choice! With the 59 million reasons WHY this hairstyle would look great on Veronique.

Option #1 is the photo Veronique sent to me and #2 is a slightly more traditional variation of the same cut. They both are highly-layered and highly texturized, but #1 has more of an inverted shape and much heavier bangs.

Veronique seems to have the kind of hair that wants to be “in between”. In between lengths, in between curly and straight, in between thick and thin. Instead of forcing her hair one way or the other, she needs to spotlight what she’s got. Both of these style options would be great because a mussed look is the goal. (No one uses the word “muss” anymore. BRING BACK THE MUSS!)

Notice how the heavier bangs in Option #1 are coming from the middle of the crown forward. This type of cut would help give Veronique a thicker look, masking the thinness in front and the cowlick in the middle of her forehead. As for the sides and back, she wouldn’t have to do a thing. Just wash, towel-dry, put a dab of waxy pomade through the ends and let air dry. The way Veronique’s hair naturally dries (the in between thing) would look almost exactly like the photos.

Plus! The shorter cut and bangs would totally bring out her lovely eyes.

Which one do you like?

Our second participant is Lane. She is the 2nd official inductee into The Fishing Club.

Lane’s hair:

Naturally perfect color
Naturally shiny
Naturally everything
Prefers her hair longer

Oh, that’s too bad. I was going to tell Lane to shave it all off.

Oh, I kid. I totally know where she’s coming from with her hair boredom, but I do think she should leave it longer. However, she asked about the possibility of bangs for a new change. I think that could work- maybe starting out with longer ones at first to see if she is happy with the look, and then going shorter if she likes them. Maybe something like this.

What do you think?

p.s. – Totally unrelated to the participants at hand, but this is rocking my world right now.

It’s coming! Hold your horses!

Last night, I was a tad over-served in the martini department (hence the delay). I was enjoying a few with a fabulous friend when I noticed an older, Tony Bennett clone and his colleagues staring at me from across the bar. Several times I remarked to my friend that this man was staring a hole through us, but of course, that she should not turn around and look. (Which actually sounded more like, “OMG DON’T LOOK NOW HE’S GONNA BUST YOU OMG!” Dude, I have NO game anymore.)

For some reason, he had a particularly nice, mellow stare and it didn’t really bother me too much. (I mean, for Christ’s sake, he was seventy. Or sixty, I don’t know. How old is Tony Bennett?)

After an hour had passed, I looked up and noticed he was gone. I mentioned to my friend that he must have left when all of the sudden, I saw him approaching. (OMG! HE’S COMING OVER, DON’T LOOK NOW! EEK!) However, he was absolutely pleasant, mentioning that he was on his way out, but that he and his friends had been been watching me (You don’t say?) and making guesses about my age and what I did for a living, and he just had to know if he was in the ball park.

I was beginning to think I was involved in one of the worst pick-up schemes ever, but I must admit, I was curious. I asked him what his guess was and he replied, “a hair model”. You’ve got to be kidding me. My friend and I looked at each other and just started laughing incredulously, as we had JUST finished talking about Hair Thursdays and the whole I-can’t-believe-people-actually-ask-MY-advice-about-their-hair thing. How did I get to this point? Seriously.

I told him, “No, but thank you for the compliment”, and he apologized for interrupting our conversation and went on his merry way. (Which, I must admit, was very refreshing. No attempt at cheesy small talk or buying us drinks, he just wanted an answer to his question and let us be.)

Oh! And if the hair compliment wasn’t enough, he thought I was 22. TWENTY-TWO YEARS OLD. Unfortunately, for about 12 seconds, I couldn’t remember how old I was. Like I had to mentally subtract 1974 from 2007 in my head before telling him I was 33. Sadly, I don’t think my martini consumption was to blame.

Hello, I’m Whoorl and I occasionally forget how old I am.

(Dear Tony Bennett clone, call me. We can share the cost of our Alzheimer’s medication.)