What's new with me?
Lots of pics of me looking like a dork behind the cut... I got a little camera happy.
First, new eyes! ...Well, new contact lenses...
I am so goddamn happy with these. They look way better than the test ones I tried on at the optometrist's office. First few pics were taken in my bathroom with a weird mix of regular and fluorescent light that makes my skin look yellow... other pics were taken in natural light in my bedroom.
The last one is of my reflection in my antique mirror (which is all scratched up and discolored, but I think it looks cool). In the brighter light of the bedroom photos you can see where the brown doesn't totally cover my natural eye color (around the pupil), but it's still pretty good. Makes me happy!
New hair now? It's not really new hair, just a trim, but I still have to talk about it...
This is where I rant about pretentious hair salons. I've been to this salon before, and I had an OK experience last time. Wasn't great, but at least the stylist gave me a good haircut in between telling me my color was mousey and I should cut it all off. This salon is close to work and home so I thought I'd just go there again instead of finding a new place. Big mistake.
Ever had a hairdresser go out of his way to make you feel ugly and stupid because you have long hair instead of a short trendy do? Uh huh. The whole time he was cutting my hair, he complained about how he'd never be able to live with it, how it was too long to manage, how I would look so much better with a pixie cut, and blah blah blah about how I must be stupid to want long hair. Yeah, I KNOW long hair takes some work. I've had it for years and years. It IS a pain in the ass to wash and brush, but know what? I like it. I like having long hair, and I like how it looks, and screw you buddy for your bitchy attitude. Not everyone wants platinum bleached spikes. I seriously felt like getting up and walking out as he yanked this tiny metal comb through my hair and bitched about how it kept tangling (well duh... he just slathered it full of some sticky pomade shit). And then at the end? He laughed and said, "Now you could be in a shampoo commercial... if your hair was all one color." Thanks a lot. Trying to get me to come in and have you "fix" my hair color? No frickin way.
All of this shit because I wanted a trim. A two inch TRIM. Next time I'm going to some cheap place like Ultracuts or even the Zeller's salon, where the stylists know how to do a plain ol' trim just fine without trying to make me and my long hair feel ugly and stupid. The guy at the trendy salon didn't even do a good job. My hair looks all choppy at the bottom. I bet the asshat did it on purpose. Oh, and the best part? The whole time he was cutting my hair, I kept thinking that he looked really familiar... And it wasn't until yesterday morning that it dawned on me, he's the brother of someone I used to be friends with. He came out to the bar with us one night, got totally loaded, and threw up all over her car. That's my memory of him. Is this dude a winner or what?
Finally... new skin?
More like new skin products... A friend of mine has a sister who works at the Clinique counter, and she gave me a free sample of 7 Day Scrub. And I am in love with this stuff. I always get stupid little zits, but right now my skin is really good and I'm thanking new scrub and new moisturizer for that.
First, new eyes! ...Well, new contact lenses...
I am so goddamn happy with these. They look way better than the test ones I tried on at the optometrist's office. First few pics were taken in my bathroom with a weird mix of regular and fluorescent light that makes my skin look yellow... other pics were taken in natural light in my bedroom.
The last one is of my reflection in my antique mirror (which is all scratched up and discolored, but I think it looks cool). In the brighter light of the bedroom photos you can see where the brown doesn't totally cover my natural eye color (around the pupil), but it's still pretty good. Makes me happy!
New hair now? It's not really new hair, just a trim, but I still have to talk about it...
This is where I rant about pretentious hair salons. I've been to this salon before, and I had an OK experience last time. Wasn't great, but at least the stylist gave me a good haircut in between telling me my color was mousey and I should cut it all off. This salon is close to work and home so I thought I'd just go there again instead of finding a new place. Big mistake.
Ever had a hairdresser go out of his way to make you feel ugly and stupid because you have long hair instead of a short trendy do? Uh huh. The whole time he was cutting my hair, he complained about how he'd never be able to live with it, how it was too long to manage, how I would look so much better with a pixie cut, and blah blah blah about how I must be stupid to want long hair. Yeah, I KNOW long hair takes some work. I've had it for years and years. It IS a pain in the ass to wash and brush, but know what? I like it. I like having long hair, and I like how it looks, and screw you buddy for your bitchy attitude. Not everyone wants platinum bleached spikes. I seriously felt like getting up and walking out as he yanked this tiny metal comb through my hair and bitched about how it kept tangling (well duh... he just slathered it full of some sticky pomade shit). And then at the end? He laughed and said, "Now you could be in a shampoo commercial... if your hair was all one color." Thanks a lot. Trying to get me to come in and have you "fix" my hair color? No frickin way.
All of this shit because I wanted a trim. A two inch TRIM. Next time I'm going to some cheap place like Ultracuts or even the Zeller's salon, where the stylists know how to do a plain ol' trim just fine without trying to make me and my long hair feel ugly and stupid. The guy at the trendy salon didn't even do a good job. My hair looks all choppy at the bottom. I bet the asshat did it on purpose. Oh, and the best part? The whole time he was cutting my hair, I kept thinking that he looked really familiar... And it wasn't until yesterday morning that it dawned on me, he's the brother of someone I used to be friends with. He came out to the bar with us one night, got totally loaded, and threw up all over her car. That's my memory of him. Is this dude a winner or what?
Finally... new skin?
More like new skin products... A friend of mine has a sister who works at the Clinique counter, and she gave me a free sample of 7 Day Scrub. And I am in love with this stuff. I always get stupid little zits, but right now my skin is really good and I'm thanking new scrub and new moisturizer for that.