As if it isn't hard to spot a 6' tall cornfed blonde, I have to add another 3 inches to my height by rocking HUGE hair. As an adolescent, I usually slicked my hair back into a ponytail, wore no make up, an wore athletic shorts and t-shirts to school. I didn't have time to primp! Up before dawn feeding animals, getting together my stuff for school, participating in morning practice of whatever sport I was playing at that time in the year, or band practice. My eyebrows were out of control as well as my other physical features. I remember one day in 8th grade I wore a denim skirt to school and someone asked if I was going to a funeral. Yes, it was that bad. I really wish my mom would of told me that I looked like I was questioning my sexuality (even though I wasn't)...but that's another blog. In high school I paid a little more attention to my appearance by wearing mascara and lip gloss...Jesus! If that's all I had to survive on now, I'd never leave the house! Once I starting going out and seeing all the other hussied up girls, I decided to give it a try.
See, my hair is naturally curly...some look at it as a curse but not me! I love my curly hair! I feel like it makes me an individual and matches my sassy attitude! I love when people ask me if it's naturally curly...tell me something. Who in the hell perms their hair that is not a senior citizen? Seriously people! As if the mass of curly hair on my head is not poofy and big enough, I take a teasing comb to it daily...yes daily. My hairstylist shakes her head at me every I go in to get my hair done because she is dissatisfied with the amount of breakage that I have at the crown of my head. At first I didn't think it was a big deal until my dear friend pointed out to me the breakage on the crown of her head so severe, she was lovingly nicknamed "Billy Ray"! (I love you girl...you know who you are!) The girls that would work the front desk at my last job would say, "Tease it to Jesus" every day I walked in the door. Women would ask me if I had a Seen On TV contraption called a "Bump-It" in my hair. Hell no! First of all, with my luck that thing would end up barely hanging on the side of my head like toilet paper stuck to your shoe and just an FYI, this takes skill! I could straighten my hair faster than it takes me to fix it curly! My sister can attest to this...curly hair does what it wants to. If it curls one way on Monday, that same follicle of hair will curl a different way Tuesday. I have to strategically put each curl in it's place followed by a fumigation of hair spray.
I have been recognized for my hair by strangers. I was in Dollar General one day and a lady came up to me and said, "Ma'am were you at Walmart on Black Friday?" At first I thought she was one of the handful of people that were mad that I was buying 2 Barbie Jeeps and not just 1. (I thought I was going to get shanked in the parking lot for those Barbie Jeeps.) I told her that indeed, I was and she responded with, "I thought so...I recognized your hair." Wow.... Another lady that I sold Scentsy to at her office came up to me on my second visit there and she told me that she had seen me at a local bar and that she wouldn't of known that it was me except for my hair. People ask me all the time how I can get my hair to do what it does and I tell them. Mousse, hairspray and a teasing comb...never would I disclose the actual process to do it the way I do, then I'd have to shank them. But the worst is guys...they HAVE to touch it. Dude! Don't touch it! I would be less mad at you for goosing me...
I'd like to say that my inspiration for my hair comes from the "early 90's" Reba, Dee Snider, Troy Palomalu, and every 80's hair band. Mostly Reba...I can remember watching the CMA's as a kid and Reba would be performing when my mom would say, "Look at how big her hair is! It makes the rest of her look so small!" And that folks, is what I have concluded to. I tease my hair to Jesus in attempts to make the rest of my body look small...I will leave you with this fabulous picture snapped by "Billy Ray" herself of me in a wind storm. It was described as my "Mufasa Moment" so here is my best interpretation of Mufasa. Just remember...the higher the hair, the closer to God!
'Til next time,
"You are only as strong as the hold of your hairspray, the coffee you drink, and the friends you keep"
Welcome friends! I am totally new to this blogging thing but have enjoyed keeping up with several friends' blogs so hopefully I can bring you laughter, inspiration, and several smiles just as their blogs have done for me! Well, inspiration was a stretch but it's worth a shot.
I officially started by setting up my blog page on Thursday and it is now Saturday and just now sitting down to write my first blog. Why you ask? Well, as many of you know, I am a bit of a crafty person. Not serial/crazy/stay up all night and scrapbook kind of crafter, but the creative juices definitely run deep down into my soul. Everytime my wonderful husband hears, "Hey honey, I have this idea for a project", I think he gets nauseous and starts thinking how we are going to pay for our daughters college when I'm out spending money on materials for a "project" that half the time results in trash because it wasn't perfect. (Yeah, I can be a perfectionist sometimes too...but definitely not when it comes to the cleanliness of my house.) I love to make things special...personalize, stick with a theme, stay up all night punching out ant sized holes in baby shower invitations in the shape of a baby elephant hula-hooping. Okay, sometimes I do stay up all night crafting but let's move on. After trying to come up with a clever name, I then decided to navigate around the setting to see what I can do. PERSONALIZE?!?! ADVANCED SETTINGS?!?! The "Martha Gods" have spoken! This blogging thing was an excellent idea. Hmmmm....I wonder what else is out there? Oh....my.....gosh....the possibilities are endless! Backrounds from owls to gnomes to japanimation? I may have to change my theme every month! Who am I kidding? Every month...HA! Who wants to change there blog theme every month? I'm thinking every week! Heck, everyday if I want to! And this is when I realized that I have a problem. I can't even set up a blog and personalize it in one day. It takes 2 1/2 days for me to decide on something and I'm not even sure if I like it...good news is, it doesn't cost me anything so I now believe that my husband will be very supportive in my blogging efforts.
'Til next time remember....
"You are only as strong as the hold of your hairspray, the coffee you drink and the friends that you keep"
