Showing posts with label wedding hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wedding hair. Show all posts

Monday, April 12, 2010

Trial Run



Over the Easter break I went for my first hair and make up trial. I have blogged in the past about my fear of wedding hair - but in the end it wasn't that scary at all. I tried somewhere totally new so I wouldn't have any " I am scared of my stylist" pressure. I brought a ton of photos for hair and make up and had a consultation first. Here's the photos I brought for hair:


As you can see I was looking for a low bun with loose curls. Here are the make- up inspiration pics:
I was really just looking for a golden , natural look. I was pretty happy with the outcome. The stylist tried styling my hair naturally and with a curling iron. Suprisingly , I actually liked the curling iron look better. It was more polished and softer than my natural curls.





Please ignore the odd "blue steel" look on my face. I wasn't IN LOVE with it, but I thought it was a really good start. I may try one more place before I settle here. If I do go with this place I want
- more volume on top of my head
- less face make up
- golden tones on my eyes

I am also now re-considering a silken flower rather than a headband.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Curly Q's




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