Who's that girl?

In keeping with my plan to have the second half of the year be a wee bit more fun than the first half...I had myself a makeover yesterday.

When SG and I first got together all those years ago, it was very clear to me that a brunette was not his first choice for a girl. He had a real soft spot for blondes. But I won him over with my charm, wit, intelligence and .... well, never mind!! I spent years listening to his requests that I change up the ole hair colour. These requests continually fell on deaf ears and eventually he gave up and quit asking. It was right about that time that I started to contemplate changing it. I mean, the "silver highlights" were starting to surface and I needed to do something. Going blonde was an option. Well, lighter, not really blonde per se.

Yesterday, I did. Go blonde that is. Well, not totally blonde, but blonde highlights.

Armed with some "liquid courage" I headed over to my girlfriends where the transformation of me was going to take place. She had plans for me, yes, yes she did.

I sat perched in the chair as she began to mess with my face. Well, not "mess", but put stuff on it. Stuff that doesn't normally go on my face. Liquids, powders, creams...it was insane!! And then she started in on the hair. A little teasing here, some combing over there. I swear she used a whole can of spray on it.

And then came out the extensions.

You have to understand, my friend is blonde. Very blonde. As are her extensions. I suggested to her that the really blonde extensions were not going to look good in the very reddish brown hair. She requested I be quiet as she poured me another drink. I obeyed.

About an hour later I was allowed to go look in the mirror. I was a tad nervous because I knew that I was going to look very different and what if I liked it? The whole process took about 2 hours and quite frankly, I just don't have that amount of time in the morning to re-create it. Not that I could.... I mean, I'm talented... just not that talented.

And while we took photos of the whole process, right from freshly scrubbed, makeup free face to "how much stuff did you put on my eyes, they feel heavy"... I'm going to show you only a few. And only some of the better ones. Because you don't really need to see what I look like first thing in the morning!




And, after it was all said and done, the blonde extensions came out, the hair was fixed and I was back to looking like myself... sort of...

And yeah, I was kinda liking the blonde thing...

Ciao!!