Monday, October 10, 2011

New Haircut

So I went to get my hair cut today. I was nervous...like I always am, but excited too. I had decided I wanted to try bangs. I looked like a big dork with bangs when I was younger, but I feel like my looks have improved somewhat with age and bangs are in right now, so what the heck? Let's do it. I also wanted all over layers so I could attempt to pull off more volume. It doesn't really look at all like what I was hoping for, but it's not really a bad haircut. I kind of like it. Here it is down...


Not too much volume going on. Blake, my hair stylist was like, "I'll show you a trick to give you more volume"...He did the trick and this is how it turned out. I was like, "oh yeah! That looks great!" trying to be nice and he just had a confused frown. Then, he did something in the back with scissors that was supposed to add volume, I guess and that also did nothing. He's like, "I think your best bet is going to be products." THEN, he decided to use texture cream to add a little definition...HAHAHA! I've given up on having super cute hair. It's just not in my genes. Here it is up...I like it best up.


And, I can even still pull off my Keeley signature do!


I think I'll let the bangs grow out, but I'm glad I tried them. You have to experiment and see what works best for you!

Thursday, October 6, 2011

In My Head

Here's a glimpse at how my mind operates....

My drive home from school is a long one and sometimes I get bored with the same music on the radio, so I'll just turn it down and let my thoughts entertain me. Take it away thoughts!

I'm not sure where it came from, probably a bad driver triggered the thought, but I developed a fun new anti-swear word. Bucket sucker. Go on try it. Say it with feeling. Imagine you're really ticked off. Ugh! Son of a bucket sucker. Then, when I added the "son of a" part it triggered a new train of thought....

Why is it when someone gets really mad at a person they start taking it out on that persons parents? Exhibit A- Son of a bleep. Their parents have nothing to do with it. The person they're yelling at probably doesn't even care because they're not the "bleep" they are just the son of the "bleep" and if they're yelling at a female it doesn't apply at all....

Then, a good song came on in the background so I turned it up and started singing and doing a one armed robot.

It was a fun ride home.