How To: Casual, Messy Waves


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I’ve reeeaaally been into messy waves lately. Like seriously slept-on, super-loose, 3-day-old wave waves. Up until this year, I’d been doing my go-to clamp curling iron look, but it became a little too curled for my ever-changing taste. I wanted the ends to look a little grungier – like the waves you really get at the beach and can never be duplicated no matter how hard you try. So, after some hits and misses, I think I figured it out, and that means, yep, tutorial time, yo!

I only used two tools for this tutorial and no products. I didn’t want anything to make my hair seem too smooth. First off, I used the CHI Elite Ceramic Dryer and then the CHI Elite Ceramic Curling Iron.


The CHI Elite curling iron is my new favorite, and I NEVER thought anything could surpass the love for my good ol’ trusty Hot Tools iron. The CHI Elite iron doesn’t seem to clamp down quite as hard as the Hot Tools, so it’s easier to achieve this look without snagging hair.

Let’s get cracking. First off, blow dry your hair. If you have wavy hair, you are already one step ahead of the game. You can dry your waves with a diffuser and then use the curling iron on random sections of hair to get this look.


However, I blew my waves out with a round brush for those of you who have straight hair or don’t particularly like your God-given waves. (I’m not super stoked with mine either.)


Once your hair is dry, section the top half off and clip out of the way.


The curling iron technique is the exact same as my video tutorial. (It’s super detailed if you are new to the technique.)

Clamp down mid-shaft.


And then rotate the iron 180 degrees. Release the clamp every so slightly and move down the section of hair. (Once again, watch the video if you are confused.)


Now HERE’S where things are different. Instead of working your way down the hair section with the iron, release the section with 3-4 inches remaining uncurled. As you can see below, the remaining hair never gets curled.


What that does is create a bend in the middle of your hair, but the ends remain straight and not so perfectly curled.


Continue working throughout your hair, making sure not to curl the last 3 or so inches of your hair. You can also alternate the direction of the curl to switch things up.


After all the waves are finished, run your fingers through your hair and mess it up a bit. Pull on the ends to make it messy and imperfect.


Voila! Super casual, messy waves. These even look better on the second and third day.


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1. I love a rosy cheek. My go-to Tarte blush in Amused has been discontinued, so I’m currently trying out the Fearless shade. (Bonus – Tarte blush scores a 3 on the EWG Skin Deep site.)

2. GENIUS. 25 ways to ask your kids about school without asking, “so how was school today?”

3. I love reading Glennon’s posts, and this one had me rolling. “I am like Tim Robbins when he escapes from Shawshank. August is parenting Shawshank. September is the water.”

4. Have you seen this website? Yes, those photos are EXACTLY what motherhood looks like. Bwahaaa.

5. Best text response to a text scam EVER. So good.

6. Near death, explained. Fascinating article.

7. I love this jumpsuit, red lippie, and shoulder-length haircut on a fellow Okie-bred pal. How do you feel about jumpsuits? Yay or nay? (Did I ever show you the jumpsuit that got away? Sometimes I like to drink wine and try on jumpsuits at Anthropologie for kicks…)


I Guess I Need To Buy a Coat


It seems that people not living in coastal Southern California need coats during the winter season. FASCINATING. I guess I should get cracking on the coat-purchasin’ sooner than later.

Here are some that I’m considering and/or daydreaming about, because let’s face it, a few of these are waayyy pricey. Coats aren’t cheap! (Although a coat can last forever, right? RIGHT?)


Mindful Monday: Trust the Path, Man. (At least that’s what I’m telling myself.)



Have you ever embarked on a fairly major life change/event without giving it much thought? Because you just knew it was the right thing to do? Well, up until a few weeks ago, I can honestly say I had not. Nope, for I am a Planner, hear me roooaaaaaar. I think about plans and planning and how to plan for some more plans in the upcoming planning period.

So, you know I’ve been dabbling in yoga over the past year or so – I talked about it here and I STILL re-read your comments on this post, and I have to admit, it’s been a very on-and-off affair. Many of you told me that finding the right class and, most importantly, the right teacher was paramount, and (OF COURSE) you were so right. You see, up until a month or so ago, I sought out yoga classes that appealed to the Sarah of Yore – Vinyasa flow and heated classes with a relatively challenging pace filled with lovely young, fit men and women, but the problem was…well, I was dealing with new physical limitations. However, I would attempt to “power through” and end up with the same results again and again. Those results being a slew of injuries.

(When I will I ever learn? GAH.)

My ego took the reigns for a bit until I was sidelined with a hamstring insertion tear for a solid few months earlier this year. At that point I began practicing restorative yoga only, even though I couldn’t even get my legs up the wall due to my injuries and general awesomeness. I visited physical therapists and energy workers and all sorts of (I like to call them) body helpers, and the most frustrating part of the process was that they ALL recommended yoga. “Have you tried yoga?” DON’T YOU KNOW THAT’S HOW I GOT HERE, BODY HELPER PEOPLE?!

I decided to give up on yoga early this summer. I figured it just wasn’t for me and my temperamental body. I was bummed, though, because I had come to really enjoy learning about the yogic way of life. I wanted to love yoga…why didn’t it love me back?

Fast forward to our move to Oklahoma. I hadn’t even been back for a week when a friend recommended a therapeutic yoga instructor for me to check out. To be honest, on paper, the yoga studio itself wasn’t a favorite. The location was on the other side of town, and (once again) my ego reared its head. “A ‘therapeutic’ yoga class would be too simple and boring! That’s not what you need!” However, I drove to the studio and decided to keep an open mind about it all.

The minute…no, the second I walked in and met the owner/instructor I knew I had found my studio. She sat with me while I told her everything about the past year and a half, and just listened with such compassion. She confirmed what I already knew – that I had come to the right place. What’s that you say? Awwww yeahhhh, it’s healing time.

The classes have been nothing short of amazing, and completely different than any studio I’ve visited before. You know all those books I devour and regurgitate to you on Mindful Mondays? The classes are like living through those books and principles – gentle, therapeutic yoga poses with props, but mixed with a wide range of other practices – meditation, visualization, spiritual readings, and occasionally EFT (tapping) and Tibetan singing bowls. Every day brings something new, and it’s been nothing short of tremendous for me, physically and spiritually.

A few weeks ago, my instructor told me about the RYS 200-hour teacher training commencing at her studio this month, and asked if I had ever considered such a thing. And to be completely honest, embarking on a year-long yoga teacher training had never crossed my mind. Like. Ever. I politely declined, and went on my merry way.

Except that, you guys, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Could I do something like that? Surely not NOW, I thought. I mean, for starters, I just moved halfway across the country, my health situation is uncertain, we haven’t even moved into our house yet, we need to acclimate as a family, yada yada yada. Seriously, I could come up with 550 reasons why I most definitely should not apply.

So yeah. I’m doing it.

If there is one thing I’ve learned this past year, it’s to trust your gut. Although still hard for me to do, when you turn down the volume of your fear and coulda/woulda/shoulda, your instinct will make itself known, and it’s usually dead on. It’s going to be an amazing and challenging journey of learning, sharing, and self-reflection. Not gonna lie – I shed many tears at our first workshop (ALL OF THE EMOTIONS WERE FELT), and although it’s an incredibly vulnerable position to put yourself in…to literally let your heart open up and gush out in front of 27 people…it’s so necessary. For me, at least. I’m tired of pushing all the grief and fear and uncertainty down into the pit of my stomach, and ready to embrace all of the imperfection. This goes far beyond the physical practice of yoya. Like I’ve said before, and totally witnessed firsthand in the workshop, we are ALL struggling, and the best way we can to get through it is to embrace our connection to each other and the world around us.

So, yeah. Woot woot and Namaste and all that goodness.

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