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hair thursday makeover 10

November 8, 2007October 25, 2011 in Hair

Meet Jill of the desert.

Jill’s hair:

Normal condition (although from the photo, I would have to say dry)
Very straight
Thin in the front
Natural color
Lives in dry, desert air
Lives in fear of the pixie cut

Here are the options:

Of COURSE, I feel the need to sneak a modified pixie cut in there somehow.

I really don’t think the pixie cut is right for Jill, although she does have delicate features, BUT does anyone currently have that haircut? And if you do, would you send a photo for my gallery? I have a crush. Thanks.

Back to business. I think Option #1 would be the best for Jill, but I’d like to talk about the condition of her hair for a little bit. Jill flat out hates her hair – she lives in the desert and by the looks of the photo, her hair is hungry for a little moisture. Currently, Jill uses a volume-enhancing shampoo by Paul Mitchell, which is all and good, but I think it’s time to purchase products that specifically address the needs of dry hair. Once Jill starts incorporating these kinds of products into her regimen, I feel confident she’ll be much happier (regardless of the style).

Some great products for dry hair:

Back to Basics Raspberry Almond Reparative Shampoo and Conditioner
Frederic Fekkai Technician Shampoo and Conditioner
Philosphy Shear Splendor “Marinating” Oil – yes, sometimes you must treat you hair like salad
Terax Original Crema Ultra Moisturizing Daily Conditioner – the best conditioner I’ve ever used
Phyto 7 Daily Hydrating Botanical Cream
Infusium Leave-in Conditioner – my favorite drugstore product

Once Jill narrows her new product search and trims a couple of inches off her hair, I promise she’ll be back in Happy Hair Land. Personally, I can’t wait to see her after photos!

Our second participant is Trina:

Trina’s Hair:

Fine and straight
Chemically processed
Oily
Prefers shoulder-length or above
Spends 5 minutes styling

I like both the cut and the color in Option #1. Since Trina prefers shorter hair, this cut would complement her face shape, and I really like the idea of keeping her bangs. Color-wise, I love it. Currently, Trina’s highlights are a little too blond for her complexion, giving her a bit of a washed-out look. An all-over warmer brown base with finely-applied golden highlights would make her complexion pop. (Plus, it’s such a beautiful color for fall and winter.)

However, if Trina decides to stay a little longer, I think she should take it a step darker like in Option #2. A warmer brunette (maybe just a touch lighter than the photo) would bring out that rosiness I see hiding in her before photo. I love the jagged cut and piecey bangs of this option too.

What do you think?

Pressing Onward!

November 7, 2007July 3, 2015 in Life

I made a decision. Neither of the bags will be purchased. The Vicki Lawrence is just not the right style for me- it makes me feel like I should be joining a weekly Mahjongg group and taking Black Cohosh. The lovely gray bag? Well, it’s a functional thing. I can deal with a flap, but a flap that threads through a ring and back around and well, just no. Trust me, it hurts deep down inside. (You should buy it, though!)

I spent my entire birthday afternoon shopping for a handbag. To some, this might seem like a birthday well spent, but to me, it was a little taste of hellfire. Handbag Shopping: Melted Tastebuds and Satan! My idea of shopping is scouring the internet in my pajamas until the possibly perfect item has been located. Then, AND ONLY THEN, will I venture out into the great beyond to fondle said item in person.

Though, it’s my birthday! Maybe, just MAYBE, I’ll find the perfect handbag! And Wito will be gloriously happy strapped into a stroller for hours on end!

Right.

I went everywhere. Two malls, 5 department stores, numerous boutiques and Barneys CO-OP, where I tried on these and almost threw the purse idea out the window completely. (And did you notice? Gray leather. Gray leather equals peaceful love, y’all. Write that down.) I searched and searched and schlepped Wito’s ass around town (who was an angel in the midst of hellfire, actually) and I came to a brilliant conclusion.

There are lot of disgustingly ugly bags out there.

So ugly, in fact, that I pulled out my camera phone and started taking pictures of the offenders. My day was starting to look up at this point, chuckling to myself while secretly snapping photos of fug. Whoorl readers will love this shit! It’s genius! This was a highly dangerous situation for me, as I am a Rule Abider. Last I checked, you aren’t supposed to snap photos of merchandise in retail stores and I do not enjoy breaking the rules, people. Jaywalking makes me nervous. Yet, here I was pushing around a toddler and snapping photos of merchandise while 213 sales associates meandered around. I particularly enjoyed my photo-taking approach, as if I was texting, but the glaring lights were so bright that I just HAD to hold it up right in front of my face to properly see the screen. Yes! Just texting, sales associates! Nothing to see here! Move along!

I finished up my illegal activities, met up for a playdate in the park, and somewhere along the way changed my mind about showing you the photos. Because I, Whoorl of Peaceful Love, am a kind person, and it could be feasible that one of the offending fugs could be the purse you are currently carrying on your shoulder. And I, Whoorl of Peaceful Love, would not do that.

(Unlike commenter #5, Sadie, who told me my bag was “fucking heinous”. On my birthday! The Day of My Birth! Of 33 years! Harsh, Sadie. Harsh.)

What have we learned here, folks? Well, I’m not sure either, but mark my words. I will find the gray leather bag of my dreams. Oh yes, I will. And it will be a glorious day.

110

My Birthday Request

November 6, 2007July 3, 2015 in Life

Today’s my birthday. Yesterday was my wedding anniversary.

I’m not telling you this because I want your adoring Birthversary wishes (although, I kind of do), I’m telling you because I want free reign to talk about something completely materialistic and shallow in peace.

(This coming from the girl who talks about hair all day.)

I’m sitting here, completely present-less and it’s all my fault. I know some lovely people (namely, my husband) who would very much like to bestow a gift or two, but I can’t make up my mind. Meh, meh and MEH.

I need a new purse. Okay, I want a new purse.

Here’s the deal. When it comes to handbags, I guess you could say I like classic ones. I’m not the type to switch out my bag on different days, so the bag I choose is relatively important due to the fact that it will be on my shoulder for the next couple of years. Plus, the KICKER. I want to be able to pull it out of a dustbag in ten years and still think it’s cute. (Updated to add: I also occasionally sell my bags on eBay, and LVs have a great resale value.)

This is my current bag:

Oh, my trusty Louis Vuitton bag. You have served me well, my friend. It’s not you, it’s me! I swear!

(Have I ever told you about my fabulous boss who called my Louis Vuitton a “Vicki Lawrence”? I would walk into a breakfast meeting and in his fiercest voice, he would croon, “Girrrls working her Vicki Lawrence today!” God, I miss him.)

Well, Vicki, it actually is you…you see, the wide strap falls off my shoulder when I bend over to pick up Wito, and considering I am constantly picking up Wito, this is a problem. I need straps that will stay put. So, I’ve been putting in some time at the local Louis Vuitton store. (And when I say “time”, I mean the sales associates run for cover when I walk in, whispering “the girl with the baby and ALL OF THE QUESTIONS is here. Again.”)

I’ve tried every single bag, pulling the stuff out, putting weight in it, bending over to pick up Wito, looking in the mirror, rinse and repeat. Like a hundred times, but I’m SORRY people! We’re talking a hefty amount of cash here- I want to make the right decision.

After much hemming and hawing, I decided on this style:

The straps stay put, it’s not too big, not too small. Yee haw. *yawning*

I thought my decision was made until I saw this yesterday:

Sure, it’s not the most “classic” style, but I think I’m in love. Plus, my adoration for gray leather knows no limits. And do you know what? I’m only 33 years old – I have the rest of my life to carry a Vicki Lawrence! Plus, did I mention my lovely parents gave me this bag for my birthday a couple of years ago? Do I really need another?

People, I’ve looked everywhere. I don’t like lots of hardware, grommets, etc. I don’t like black. I don’t like LOTS OF THINGS. I think this gray bag and I were meant to be together.

Do you like the gray bag? If not, do you have any other suggestions for me?

It’s my birthday, damn it. Halp!