I have a confession - I'm terrified of my wedding hair. Irrationally so. I have nightmares where my hair is teased into a 1950's buffant or slicked back a la flamingo dancers. For most people a simple bun or chignon is not a scary proposition but for me it gives me cold sweats-up all night anxeity. Let me explain.
I have been blessed with naturally curly hair- not wavy- not kinky- but full tight thick curls. After years of tearful detangling sessions as a child, a few awkward middle school styles, and four years of straightening or pulling back my curls in high school, I learned to love and except my hair. I care for it dearly and where it curly 99% of the time. I have also become fiercely possesive of it. Which brings me to my fear.
I have never, in my 28 years on earth, walked out of a salon satisfied with my hair style.
I have had many lovely stylist. It was nothing personal. Its just that each and every one of them have underestimated my hair. They underestimate the tightness of my curls. They underestimate the amount of product needed to control my hair. They underestimate what just a "little bit of teasing" can do to my hair. I can only imagine what will happen at my wedding hair trial. which brings me to my second confession
Despite my big mouth- I am whimp in salons. I always feel like cutting and styling my hair was such a Herculean effort that complaining would be....rude. This shocks many of my friends but the fact remains.... I cannot speak up in the salons.
Okay so call the wahhhh- bulance right.
My future sister - in- law, herself a stylist, recommends that I try to find loads and loads of inspiration pictures to help me articulate what I am really looking for. I am clipping all of the images I can find, but many of these styles are designed for straighties. Like this elegant updo
Here's a couple I managed to clip from the knot.
