Freaky Hairstyle and Fun Day

[deird_lj]

I currently look like I should be in a sixties tv show, where all the girls have hugely curly and exciting hair.

Seriously. Look at this:



Normally, my hair is thin, just past my shoulders, and DEAD STRAIGHT.

To achieve the effect you see above, I had to sleep with my hair in curlers, use a huge quantity of hairspray, spend the day dressed as a pirate, and then come home and comb it all out into the huge frizzy mess in the photo.


...oh, yeah, by the way - I spent the day dressed as a pirate.

In fact, I spent the day looking like this:




(Note the hoop earrings, the bare feet, the tight curls, and the SWORD.)

The reason for this madness… and the reason why I went to the supermarket dressed like that and carrying a sword… and the reason why, last night, I had to race down to my parents' house and frantically hide everything before my brother-in-law got there…

…was a surprise party. For the brother-in-law. A pirate themed surprise party.


Here, by the way, is Caleb, looking oh-so-cute-and-piratical:




We had costumes, and piratey games, and chocolate covered coins, and people saying "ARRR" with gusto. 'Twas fun.


…and now my hair looks insane.


Were I an ordinary person, I would possibly be shrieking, hiding my head under a paper bag, and running off to shampoo it back into a manageable state.
Because I am not a sensible person who thinks about how insanely complicated it would be to wrestle with these curls on a daily basis, I am instead trying to talk myself into getting a perm so that I can look this weird every day.

(Don't worry. I'll probably talk myself out of it again before I manage to get to the hairdresser.)

Comments

[snickfic]

Pictures!

Your 60's hair looks suspiciously like... my hair. Every day.

I confess, there's always this bizare mental shift when I finally see a picture of someone whom I've read/corresponded with for a while. Like, "Oh, now they're a person."

[penny-lane-42.livejournal.com]

I confess, there's always this bizare mental shift when I finally see a picture of someone whom I've read/corresponded with for a while. Like, "Oh, now they're a person."

Isn't it weird? And then you have to stop picturing them looking like their default icon. Or is that just me?

[snickfic]

Or is that just me?

Definitely not you. Sometimes I construct an entire visual image based just on a username.

And now that you read my other blog you know I don't look like Dru. :)

[deird1]

And now that you read my other blog you know I don't look like Dru. :)

Yeah, that was freaky...

[snickfic]

The fact that I don't look like Dru? Or the fact that you subconsciously thought I did? *g*

[deird1]

The mental shift of not thinking of you as looking like Dru at exactly the same time as realising that I'd thought you did...

[deird1]

Actually, the reason for my default icon is that, during the period when I first started getting lots of fandomy people hanging around, my icon was always this. *points up*

And when the writers' strike ended and I announced that I was finally going to start using other icons instead, my entire flist went on strike and demanded that I keep it, because they all thought of me as a little yellow person.

Hence my default icon.

[deird1]

I confess, there's always this bizare mental shift when I finally see a picture of someone whom I've read/corresponded with for a while. Like, "Oh, now they're a person."

There are actually many, many pictures of me on here. You just have to go back a bit...

[snickfic]

They must have been before I was paying attention. Now I'll need to go find one with the default straight hair.

[deird1]

Here, here, and here, for starters...

[snickfic]

Ooh, I really like the pictures of the play. And now I can see how the curls would feel a little bizarre.

[lavastar.livejournal.com]

I know exaaaaactly what you mean. Like, stormwreath is a lightning bolt. deird1 is a smiley face. Etc.

I suppose one could make some sort of long conclusion about what that means and how talking to people on the Internet is different - or one could, you know, not.

[deird1]

YOU'RE ALIVE!

*was starting to worry*

[lavastar.livejournal.com]

Haha, I didn't think anyone was going to notice! You're sweet.

My power went out yesterday. It was VERY SAD.

...technically for only an hour, but then I was too sleepy to do anything but read in bed. I'm an old lady that way.

[deird1]

*joins you in old-ladydom*