Eaton website and new hair
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burntcopperWell, website finally uploaded and completed, now with added copyright disclaimers. There were several blonde moments when uploading to ftp. or as Laura put it, 'cutting off the hair has cut off the brains'.
And if you've ever seen my hair recently, put it like this. The hair used to be down to mid-back, which when seen from the front is past the tits. Went to get the split ends cut off, since it was about 7 months since it was cut. Split ends = 3 and a half inches, according to hairdresser. Definitely need to go more often. I said that basically I just want the split ends off, but this was of course cue for her to start begging me to have layers put in. As ever with hairdressers, I caved like Diefenbaker faced with a doughnut. Though my hair loves tormenting hairdressers - they see it, they go 'ooo, pretty', but little do they know that applying water to my hair and then trying to brush whilst wet - with a comb at that - is a task only fools undertake. Or those who've been dealing with it since birth. Tangle! Tangle! Snarl and heavily apply burrs! It also curls up faster than you expect, preferably midway through cutting.
Lied through my teeth about reasons for dyeing it next week, 'I do community theatre.' as usual. This excuse has applied to cloth, costume designs, and accessories. Also, I swear I only counted one decent hairstyle amongst all the hairdressers there - and said place was quite crowded - and that was the bloke, who was sporting semi-mohawk as was popular last year with frosted tips. All the others, including mine, have godawful mullets of some degree. It's times like this I wonder if my hairdresser in my teens was an anomaly in the space-time continuum, since she always had fabulous hair.
Am seriously impressed that after a few hours, the styling she gave me has degenerated into my usual 'Brush? What is this thing you call a brush?' style. Has also occured to me that hair is now considerably closer to Saffron than it was previously.
I have my Hitchhiker's tickets! I have my hitchhiker's tickets! Mwhahahaha!
And if you've ever seen my hair recently, put it like this. The hair used to be down to mid-back, which when seen from the front is past the tits. Went to get the split ends cut off, since it was about 7 months since it was cut. Split ends = 3 and a half inches, according to hairdresser. Definitely need to go more often. I said that basically I just want the split ends off, but this was of course cue for her to start begging me to have layers put in. As ever with hairdressers, I caved like Diefenbaker faced with a doughnut. Though my hair loves tormenting hairdressers - they see it, they go 'ooo, pretty', but little do they know that applying water to my hair and then trying to brush whilst wet - with a comb at that - is a task only fools undertake. Or those who've been dealing with it since birth. Tangle! Tangle! Snarl and heavily apply burrs! It also curls up faster than you expect, preferably midway through cutting.
Lied through my teeth about reasons for dyeing it next week, 'I do community theatre.' as usual. This excuse has applied to cloth, costume designs, and accessories. Also, I swear I only counted one decent hairstyle amongst all the hairdressers there - and said place was quite crowded - and that was the bloke, who was sporting semi-mohawk as was popular last year with frosted tips. All the others, including mine, have godawful mullets of some degree. It's times like this I wonder if my hairdresser in my teens was an anomaly in the space-time continuum, since she always had fabulous hair.
Am seriously impressed that after a few hours, the styling she gave me has degenerated into my usual 'Brush? What is this thing you call a brush?' style. Has also occured to me that hair is now considerably closer to Saffron than it was previously.
I have my Hitchhiker's tickets! I have my hitchhiker's tickets! Mwhahahaha!
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Date: 2005-04-15 03:30 pm (UTC)Also, WUSS. Community theatre? Hah! I always tell 'em straight and so far I've never had a bad reaction :)
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Date: 2005-04-15 04:52 pm (UTC)I hate when they do that. Tyrants. :P
Though my hair loves tormenting hairdressers - they see it, they go 'ooo, pretty', but little do they know that applying water to my hair and then trying to brush whilst wet - with a comb at that - is a task only fools undertake
Hee! Oh, lord, my favorite haircut story happened a few years ago around Christmas. I was in the mall and had one of those 'must get hair cut NOW' urges. The poor stylist who got stuck with me ended up having to take a break half way through because her hand started cramping, and then when I was leaving she made sure that I would only come back on the days she was off. *eg*
btw - really like your hair :D