{mia via} Lately something has been weighing down on my mind. It’s my hair. It’s got to go. Pretty much every time I see Michelle Williams (did you see her as Marilyn?) I think I must unequivocally go Pixie. But then I remember, I am not Michelle Williams. I am more…Mac Tonight…with Tinkerbell’s ears. Gulp. Maybe I could just trade… Read more →
Category: Twenty-Seven Tresses
Cool or Crazy: My Koolaburras [Not Dirty]
Scott called them Edward Scissorhand boots, but I think my new Koolaburra Olivias are pretty fierce. (Upon searching an image for this post however, I had a twinge of buyers remorse that I should have gone for the tan boot, but I’ve since gotten over it.) And don’t be horrified by the astronomical price tag, I scored these babies on… Read more →
Shining, Gleaming, Streaming, Flaxen, Waxen…
Hair. I chopped mine off, and got a rooster feather extension. I’m like a lost boy. [I make no excuses for my faces. I get weird on camera.] So there I was, sitting at my desk, and as has happened to me so many times before… I got the feeling: I hate my hair. Except I didn’t hate my hair. … Read more →
Let’s talk about our hair.
That’s me and the very rad Yuki from gavert|atelier Beverly Hills up there. I’m kind of obsessed with my hair right now. Ever since Cole worked her magic. Which is why when Joico asked me if I thought you guys would want to win this little prize pack for Mom’s Day, I was all ~ “Uh, who wouldn’t?” Here’s what… Read more →
Life moves pretty fast sometimes.
I’m having a good hair day today. Thanks to a revelatory haircut and some top secret advice from my new friend Cole, and the incredible resource that is my sister-in-law (or, when she’s not available to me, her blog) and EVEN THOUGH I woke up late with the vicodin hangover from hell {have we not talked about my broken rib?… Read more →
Chlorine.
[pool photos taken with our Canon PowerShot D10] I guest posted over at SmonkYou yesterday, did you see? If you dig on blogs about parenting, you really should visit SmonkYou – it’s my favorite Dad Blog {which is like a Mom Blog written by a Dad. Or if you ask Kenny, he’s a male mommy blogger. The first ever actually. … Read more →
Twenty Seven Tresses
It’s been fifteen years since I had my first taste of the dye bottle – and I remember, even at thirteen years old knowing that I’d never be able to give it up. I haven’t touched the stuff since my positive pregnancy test, and if I have to look at my same boring faded out brown hair color in the… Read more →
Lost in the Supermarket
So, I’ve gone and changed my hair color again, although this time I’m pretty sure I know what brought on the drastic decision to yet again chop and dye my hair armed with only what I could find on aisle twelve at my neighborhood Ralph’s. 2009 already looks to be a year of challenges and transitions, although I hope to… Read more →
Who’s That Girl?
So, yesterday I decided to go RED. I even dyed my eyebrows. (It’s quite convincing, actually.) Anyway – I’ve been thinking a lot lately about hair color, and the role it’s played in my life. What started with a little innocent spritz of Sun-In in the sixth grade, quickly became a life long love affair with color. From there, it… Read more →