Yesterday, I went to get my hair done. I do this about every 6-8 weeks at my friend’s salon, and it is one of my favorite processes. I love the opportunity to be transformed, made-over, invent a new persona, of sorts. (Maybe that’s what drew my geek-side to fantasy novels and things like Dungeons and Dragons in middle school? Yes, there, I said it. I admitted it. Shut-up, Lana.) ;)
Anywho, during the process, I sent this out to my twitter stream:
And the accompanying picture was this one:
Obviously, I have no problem making fun of myself. I mean, I was sitting there, under a hot-air dryer, with foils all throughout my hair. I looked crazy, and startled, and possibly on drugs.
And so, my best friend was prompted to respond and tell me that I resembled this photo:
Really? Honestly? I mean, with friends like these, who needs…. well, I love her anyway. Though, personally, I think I looked a little more like this (at least with the crazy hair and fashion-sense):
Get on down with your bad self! It’s a man’s world, betches!
Anywho, after all the sitting and waiting and washing and rinsing and cutting and drying (it’s an arduous process, I know), this is what I ended up with:
Nick and James only WISHED their hair looked this good.