Okay, so as many of you who have read my recent posts, life hasn't exactly been easy lately. So, to add to the dislocated jaw and dentist enforced liquid diet (yay Arbonne shakes with lots of frozen/fresh fruit added with light vanilla soy milk!) my hair stylist made a big boo-boo.
First, it started with a slightly over-processed perm. My hair was definitely fried, though salvagable. I waited a month and went back for a trim on the damaged ends. Here, the problem escalated to what I'm being left with as an option. As she was trimming the top of my head, she got distracted and looked away briefly, unfortunately in doing that, instead of trimming my hair slightly, a huge section on the top of my head was hacked to less than an inch long.
*insert my brain going into shock here*
So, I've been unable for the past two weeks to do anything with my hair other than pull it back into a now very stubby pony tail and spray and clip the **** out of the top, which is now thin spikey hair and hope to **** that no one notices that other than summer, there's a reason I wont leave my hair down.
I had a lightbulb lighting up over my head moment the other night and I'm going through with it by the end of this week. (once my order arrives!)
I'm borrowing my best friend's clippers and buzzing all of my hair.
I know the choice seems extreme, but for me, it feels like a fresh start.
The last time my hair was it's natural color and never touched by any sort of chemical service was right before my 108lb in 6 month weight gain.
So, I'm making a new beginning for myself. My hair will be new, as will be my changing shape! As I lose the weight, my hair will regrow. I consider it to be a time for a new me in many ways.
Now, I know I definitely don't have the courage to go around with buzzed hair, especially around my incredibly supportive (but in the dark about this) man, so I came up with an alternative.
I hit up ebay and after hours of some serious price trolling, I managed to get a good quality human hair full lace wig that I can glue and go with until my hair is long enough for a cute pixie style or I choose to just let it show. The best part is, the wig color and style match my pre-hair salon disaster, so unless I get the guts to tell my man and my family, there's a good chance they'll never know until the reveal.
I've not been this excited about a hurdle in my life. If I keep on track and work hard, I'll be able to reveal a completely new person by the time we once again slowly peel off the winter layers of hoodies and oversized clothing that are just so comfy!
So, things could be worse, I could be utterly miserable and dwelling on the issue, but for once, I found good and a new lease on life! I'll keep everyone posted! Maybe you'll get lucky and I'll post before and after pics of the hair and weight loss!