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Saturday, March 31, 2007
new hair.

edit:

Ok, about the haircut.

Since I have been itching to go and have my hair done in the uber-posh Franck Provost salon, my mum decided to let me have my hair done over there as a gift for my good grades and my silver spelling medal. I have been telling her that when I get my haircut there, I want it to be worth the money, since the last time I had my haircut, it wasn't really noticeable.

Initially, I was only supposed to have my haircut.

But then mom's ultra-cool hairdresser Dennis suggested for me to have hot oil. Dear Peter, the hands of the guy who was going to take charge of my hot oil were like making love with my scalp and my back (I mean that in the cleanest way possible). I was like, reading the Philippine Tatler (their magazines are so cool, they're not, like back issues. they even have the latest, uber-thick vogue magazine.kyool!) and then out of the blue he started massaging my scalp. WOAH I was caught in the middle. ANG SARAP.

Since Dennis had a client, he gave me these hairstyle magazines so that I could choose what I want to do with my hair. since my hair wasn't THAT long, I had a hard time. I'm a pretty picky person too, so I only chose ONE out of all the magazines.

Turns out, that's not what he's going to do with my hair.

So I continued reading and he started snipping and snipping, "tusk tusk tusk" the scissors go. When I looked up, I was overcome with awe and shock.

I LOOK EFFING GOOD! =))

Sure, I was overwhelmed with the amount of hair he snipped off me, but hey! I felt the hair that he snipped and it was super course. Plus, super straight hair DOES NOT look good on me. The guy who blow dried my hair, Joel, was asked to blow dry my hair prior to cutting it. After blow drying, I looked at myself. I SHOULD NEVER, EVER GET REBOND. And have my hair in one length. I have a HUGE face...well a ROUND-ISH, SQUARE-ISH face so yeah.

Many snips later...

Voila! Le hair is so short, I think I have the shortest hair among all the girls in our class. But I totally, totally love it. I look so different. And I have bangs. I did not ask for the bangs. But I needed the bangs, since I have a four-finger forehead.

I LOVE MY HAIR. But I look different. BUT I STILL LOVE IT.

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