More wedding updates!
I went to the salon for my bridal hair consult. I fell in love with the consultant. Despite my hair being singed into submission, she grabbed my pony tail and said that I had long, beautiful, thick hair. (That’s a true story!) Then she says “It’s a frizzy, curly mess, isn’t it.”
Lady, I barely know you, but you know my hair so well and therefore I love you!
She proceeded to compliment me; she told me about the beautiful [natural] color of my hair and how I had picked out the perfect style for my wedding hair.
She told me about the champagne and all the pampering I would get on the morning of the matrimony.
She gave me the tour of the salon. She tried to entice me with a massage, but I’ve heard it’s not uncommon to get the runs after massages and brown is not part of my color scheme.
Oh, I was in heaven. I really started to feel like a bride.
“Just get in touch with us when you’re ready to book. Let them know if you want any other services…liiiiiiike eyelash extensions.”
Oy vay! My weakness! You found it!
Maybe it was the mascara smeared over my eyes after a long day of work. Or maybe it was simply that all my mascara had rubbed off during the day and my barely-there lashes were revealed.