hot air

Okay, y'all. No joke. This thing is the bomb. It's like my blow dryer and my round brush got frisky and created this miracle hybrid baby called a hot air brush. Mine is by Jilbère de Paris and I got it at Sally's Beauty Supply for a little less than $40. I'm so hooked! Now I can style my blonde locks into the flippy, feathery, Dallas-esque waves that I love so much in about 15 minutes. It's amazing. And I sound like a spokesperson, but seriously, get one. 

P.S. I gave myself a haircut the other night on a whim. And I'm not talking tiny snips to some split ends. I took off a good inch or two. Somehow I managed to get it all even, though I've discovered that the left side of my head has far less hair than the right side, just naturally... but regardless, I'm pretty proud of myself. Maybe now it'll be healthy and grow or something. 

Ornamentation

My adventures into the wonderland of dress-up and costumes always starts out so innocent... and it always ends up infinitely more involved. Such was the case last night. My mom has begun her annual holiday decorating craze. As she decked the windows in the kitchen with little glass ornaments, I picked up the pretty yellow star and told her I wanted to wear it in my hair. One thing led to another, and before I knew it she and I were conducting a full blown photo shoot. What began as a request for her to take a picture of the simple starred style rapidly progressed into various contortions of my hair, decorated with bits of holiday ornamentation I would spot around the house , and a messy slew of outfit changes. Somehow, from a sickening cloud of hairspray and abundant layers of silk satin gowns tossed haphazardly around my room, a spread of some cool photos emerged....


-S.