Monday, June 26, 2006

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair...

There is an allure with long shiny healthy hair. I never understood it before, until i looked in the mirror one day and admired the reflection of my own long hair.

Which is why I was blasé about what kind of haircut i should have at my hairdressers on Saturday. I am attached to my long hair now. The reason why i was making a visit with my hair guy was because i had noticed some split ends and wanted to get rid of them.

But when i told K that i was going to the hairdressers, she said i should do something wild! I've had my long hair for 2 years now. So, something different was long overdue. But i wasnt sure if i was ready to do the short hair thing now. So, i left that pressure on my hairdresser. The plan was to sit down and tell him that i was 50/50 on short or long. And let him decide what he felt like doing that day.

*LoL*

It may sound like a risk, but i've been visiting him for 5 years now, and he has cut my hair in all various shapes. In other words, i trust him with my hair. He is the only one who I would trust to cut my hair short and do my face and features justice.

The thing is, i know he likes long hair. On the hair front, he sides with my mother, who also likes my hair long. She almost passed out when i told her that i might be cutting it short this time. She told me it would be a waste if i cut it now. But i told her that i didnt want my hair to be skimming my butt! Its already at my waist!

So, when he sat me down and I asked him what he felt like? He responded by telling me that long hair was in fashion right now. That i had really healthy hair (at this length), which would be a waste if he cut it all off and that he would trim about 2.5 inches and layer the front to bring more shape to it. Which is exactly what my mother would have wanted if i was to do anything to my hair! *LoL* Funny how things work out the way she wants it, without her even being involved.

He ended up cutting about 8cm off the bottom and added more layers to the front. My hair looks almost the same, but much healthier than it was moments earlier. The ends felt thicker and fuller - more robust.

When i arrived home, my mother was ecstatic that it looked almost the same as before. Relief washed over her. I wonder why it is so important to her that i keep my hair long??? Whatever the reason, i'm just happy that she is happy.

And im also glad for my own sake. I'm not ready to go short. Healthy long hair should be left alone. Cutting it would be like murder!

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Saturday night was filled with a lot of food, a lot of chocolate, a lot of wine, a lot of laughter.

There were 6 of us at K & H's place. We were wrapping rice paper rolls with salad and some buttered beef. Sort of in celebration for A's belated bday, that was last week. But the funny thing was that he came bearing gifts for the rest of us!!!

He had just come back from 5 weeks in Europe...and i was given a choice of potpourri from France or a mini bottle of sangria form Spain. One guess as to which i chose!

Since the rest of the party had just come back from Hunter...the wine was just spilling over our glasses. There were cab sav's, semillon's, shiraz, muscat and K cracked open her bottle of Ernest Hill's Silver Moon. H had baked a chocolate cake which we had vanilla ice cream with. They had fudge brought back from the Hunter and some really nice marinated olives too. We also had chocolates from the Hunter and A brought back some chocs from Belgium.

In a drunken state, we started playing cranium. One of the funniest things was when us girls had to play the "Hummdinger" round, where you whistle or hum a tune and your team has to guess what the song is. K had the song "Wake me up before you go-go" by Wham. For some reason, she ended up humming what sounded like the death march of Darth Vader in Star Wars.

There was also a charade game we had to play and my word was roller coaster. I raised my arms up and pretended to scream, then lowered my arms and sort of shook. T screamed the answer and was right. The guys were astonished because they didnt understand how that looked like "roller coaster"! T was like "its the most typical reaction on a roller coaster ride!!!" *LoL*

I left to go home sober with two bottles of Ernest Hills 2005 Semillon and my present from A.

It was an ejoyable night.

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