Last minute schedule change… I’m going to be assisting the great Jet Set today at the Salt Lake Tribune Home + Garden Festival Cupcake Competition from 2-3pm today at the South Towne Expo Center in Sandy, Utah. My man and I went last night (the parking lot was FULL, the place was PACKED) and put aside FREE-ENTRY TICKETS for four of my Lucky Red Hen fans!
Want one (two, three or four)? Leave a comment specifying how many you would use (today 10a-10p or tomorrow 11a-6p) and I’ll put your name(s) on the first four to pick-up at Will Call. (Hurry, because I will be leaving in a few hours and won’t be able to check my comments while I’m cupcaking!)
For anyone else who’d like a $3 discount (making the $10/person tickets only $7/person), use the promotion code “SWEET” during checkout!
On to my hair. It might look different during cupcake assisting today… we’ll see!
I want to look as gorgeous as my sweet friend Mama Leisha
(even when she makes funny faces she’s still beautiful)…
And my cut looked like hers, but didn’t act like hers (bangs made me sweaty)…
Even with the bangs shoved away, sweat still happened so I decided to whack it…
by myself, in the mirror (you know that thing REVERSES the image?!?)…
which resulted in several accidental cuts of my FLESH instead of HAIR…
and a messy mess all over the bathroom (I’m one person,
why do I have so many scissors out for my hair?)
The day after my solo hair cut, it looked like a duck butt
when I took a pic with Studio 5’s Brooke Walker.
P.S. I don’t want to look like a duck butt.
But remember, I don’t know how to cut my own hair so no laughing!
Then I got a wild hair/hare to go platinum.
Luckily yours truly was smart enough to go to a professional.
Sitting in the bleach stings. But NO PAIN, NO GAIN, right?!?
Then under the dryer makes it hot stinging…
But Brooke and her Blue Steele face made the pain worth it.
This is my chop job before, and Brooke’s fix and style after.
If I want, I can resemble The Incredibles villain, Syndrome…
or Guy Fieri…
See? Very Jimmyesque.
But it really doesn’t matter what it looks like, right? We’ve all looked at someone’s hair and thought, “Hmm, I don’t like it.”
So what if I don’t like how you do your hair, what you wear, or the other choices you make? As long as it’s not hurting or affecting someone else, it is not my business. Unless you ask for my opinion, I should say something nice or keep it to myself. Do you agree or am I way off base?
The other day on The Talk, Sheryl Underwood ripped off her wig (man her wigs are cool) and I shouted HOORAY! Good for her to be transparent and real about her beauty. That moment was my confirmation that I’m not the only one who feels comfortable enough to not care what other people think of how I dress, what my hair looks like, and the choices I make. I’d rather dress comfortably and not worry if my hair doesn’t look amazing.
Moral of the story: be yourself, do good things, and worry not about the opinion of others.
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