An ode to hair (you knew this was coming)

The before pic.

The before pic. Farewell shaggy do!

 

Well, I’ve hit another milestone. It’s the “Eleven” milestone. Not sure what that refers to? Well, it refers to the breakout star of the new binge-worthy show on Netflix, “Stranger Things.”

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Seriously, if you haven’t seen the show, go watch it!

Not sure I look as screen ready as this little lady, but we’ll get to that critique in a minute. First off – a trip down memory lane.

Now, this is the point where you may think, “A trip down memory lane? For hair?” Yes. FOR HAIR. BECAUSE I LOVE MY HAIR. AND IT DESERVES NOTHING LESS.

So before I get into the reveal of the after pic (don’t scroll down yet. Have some respect!), I’d like to dive into a relationship with hair that started out quite rocky in the beginning, but grew into a great and promising part of my physical appearance.

I’ve never been great with makeup. My style? I don’t even know how I’d classify it at times. And yes, I like to try to attempt to stay fit, but my proportions have never been in my favor…a small chest coupled with thick calves. So my hair has, for the better part of 17 years, been my “thing.” I can pretty much do anything with it, and it has served me well.

So here you go, hair. This one’s for you.

In the beginning…there was a tangly, crazy mess.

My poor mom did her best to help me keep my unruly hair managed, but in the end, she could only handle so many tears from the other end of the hairbrush and it got “the chop.”

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At the age of 3, I lived in curlers. Wait, where’s my shirt? Also, this picture came from a scrapbook. Can you tell?

 

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At the age of 5, the thick hair started its takeover.

 

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While Katie was styling her glorious, thick hair, I was getting mistaken for a boy with my bowl cut.

 

The growing out part was harsh for me. What made it worse? My love of perms.

The growing out part was harsh for me. What made it worse? My love of perms.

 

Now…the good years.

Around the age of 16, I was finally shown the ways of the hair world by my sister, Katie. She was the first to bring me into an Aveda salon and teach me that Aveda = magic, and to not foresake any others above Aveda. I still hold that true to this day. AVEDA BE THY NAME!

After that, there was still some experimentation to be done, but I figured out that I could pretty much do most colors and textures and cuts, pretty quickly, now that I had the know-how to style it all.

Senior pictures. Blonde highlights and a 1.5 inch curling iron were my JAM.

Senior picture. Lots of blonde highlights and a 1.5 inch curling iron were my JAM.

 

Blonde and messy curls compliments of a diffuser) was my primary go to in my college party days. It complimented my tanorexic look quite nicely.

Blonde and messy curls (compliments of a diffuser) were my primary go to in my college party days. It complimented my tanorexic look quite nicely.

 

Bright blonde, shoulder length and wavy - the perfect care free look for graduating from college.

Bright blonde, shoulder length and wavy – the perfect care free look for graduating from college.

 

After college, I got up a bit more courage to try short hair again. This time, short black/brown hair. It worked for a bit, but the growing out process was brutal.

After college, I got up a bit more courage to try short hair again. This time, short, dark brown hair. It worked for a bit, but the growing out process was brutal.

 

Finally, a more mature look with chocolately brown hair. P.s. thats not our dog and I dont know why I thought it would be normal to pose with my friends dog. But good job, Charlie. You did well.

Finally, a more mature look with long chocolatey brown hair. P.s. that’s not our dog and I don’t know why I thought it would be normal to pose with my friend’s dog. But good job, Charlie. You did well.

 

A bounce back to long blonde waves for a time. A throwback to those college days. This time - less tanorexic.

A bounce back to long blonde waves for a time. A throwback to those college days. This time – less tanorexic.

 

Are you surprised at how long this is going on? Well, I’m still going. Hang in there.

Long, blonde and straight in Jacksons early years. Wait. Hes four. Hes stlll in the early years.

Long, blonde and straight in Jackson’s early years. Wait. He only just turned four. He’s still in the early years.

 

A couple more times bouncing around between blonde and brown landed me with a grecian look for a friends wedding last year. My "date" for the event pretended to put a corsage on me Jake was on a work trip during this).

A couple more times bouncing around between blonde and brown landed me with a Grecian look for a friend’s wedding last year. My “date” for the event pretended to put a corsage on me (Jake was on a work trip during this).

 

Last fall, I was full into long brown wavy locks. The carefree look was good for my new job at a very down to earth software company.

Last fall, I was full into long brown wavy locks. The carefree look was good for my new job at a very down-to-earth software company.

 

Not quite blonde, not quite brown. I was in transition to a bright blonde for my brothers upcoming wedding in September, but alas, I never got the chance to finish that look. p.s. Im not actually drinking in this pic, Im just holding a beer for looks because beer equaled pain at this point in April.

Not quite blonde, not quite brown. I was in transition to a bright blonde for my brother’s upcoming wedding in September. But alas, I never got the chance to finish that look. p.s. I’m not actually drinking in this pic, I’m just holding a beer for looks because beer equaled pain at this point in April.

 

By the way, that pic above is from a really great blog post my friend Lindsay did on fun things to do with your friends in Milwaukee. Check it out here!

And here we are…

So that pretty much brings you up to date to where I am now. Well, where I WAS as of yesterday evening around 6:30pm.

So are you ready for it? You sure? Alright, enough suspense…

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“Well Sinead O’ Rebellion. Shock me, shock me, shock me with that deviant behavior.” NAME THAT MOVIE!

 

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Mom, you’re in my shot. Wait, how does the back look? Also, is that grey hair on my temple? CRAP.

 

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Ahahah. This is okay, right? RIGHT? Ahaha. Totally normal. Totes. Normal.

 

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Sure…he’s not Aveda-trained, but he does a FINE job with those clippers. Thank you, honey!

 

So there you have it. I’ve passed the “Eleven” milestone. Also, here’s a twenty-second video of me kind of freaking out and kind of trying to hide it before Jake started clipping.

Also to note – the “20” level he was at didn’t cut it so he went down to the “11” level on the clippers. Funny, huh?

So that’s that. The hair is gone. I haven’t shed any tears…yet. And I look forward to having it back when this is all done.

Phew!

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14 thoughts on “An ode to hair (you knew this was coming)

  1. I did enjoy the trip down memory lane, but I did a double take when you the picture of the three of us had the words “college party days”…ha, ha!! 🙂 You look great! Boy, did this bring back memories of when I lost my hair. Love you!

  2. You look great. You really can pull off any haircut. But it’s the fact that you broke out the Empire Records quote that really made me miss our days at Thomson!

  3. You’re awesome and you look beautiful! I enjoyed your Ode to Hair. Very nicely done! Your long beautiful hair will grow back again some day. Right now, enjoy the short hair in the summer heat. I’ve been reading your other blogs too…they’re all great. I just don’t always remember to comment. Hope your treatment is going well and you’re feeling good on most days. Thinking of you. 🙂

  4. I think you are beautiful ! I hope your treatments are going ok and you feel good! Been thinking of you lots 🙂

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