As discussed previously I have a little bit of an
unhealthy addiction ongoing love affair with blonde hair. ( I blame all those Bergasol ads that were out when I little. The blondest girl was always the most tanned and the most popular.) I keep reading articles about people who have hairdressers who ‘totally get their shade’ (thanks Gywnneth) or who ‘really understand the colour blonde they want to be.’ Hmmm, well, jolly good for you I say but, honestly, I never have found that person which is why I found myself conducting a late night Internet search and ordering up chemicals I didn’t have any experience of like some sort of apprentice Unabomber.
What I was after was a super pale blonde without grey/purple/granny overtones or ANY, let’s whisper this please brassiness. The B word, lest we forget, is the enemy of all self created blondes, from salon to kitchen sink.
Anyway, let’s not go into the full on glamour of dying your hair yourself at home. I like to keep some allure going on here, (although actually, advantages include having decent magazines to read and not being overheated to within an inch of your life. Hairdressers are always too hot for me, makes me panic, anyway) but do you know what? The results are really not too bad. I think there’s room for improvement, there’s certainly room for another mirror in my bathroom so that I can see the back of my head (ahem, no duff spots no, since you ask, but I would have liked a better view). And the main lesson learned? Toner is your God, get the right one and the transformation is amazing.
So yes, I’m now addicted to DIY hair, just like I was when I was a teenager, is this really a good recession proof tip or a sign of some sort of second youth revival?
Either way, bring on the sunshine.
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And, despite my recent approach to exercise, it was fantastic. The worm may have turned..back into.. a er… worm, or something. Anyway, I feel like like I’ve given myself a a massage, lovely.
Have a great weekend!
The time has seriously come (oh OK it’s come and gone several times but I mean it this time) I have to do as I’m told and wear sunscreen every day. Despite the lack of a single ray permeating the tupperware box effect cloud that we have been having for weeks (did I mention it’s driving me crazy? So crazy. And the rain, ugh) Anyway, there’s a drought and I need to wear sunscreen.
The main problem here is that a couple of years ago my absolute favourite Dr.Hauschka sun cream was discontinued and, although I stockpiled mightily at the time, I eventually ran out and I’ve never really found a replacement that is as good. I hate the feeling of wearing a heavy cream on my face and I don’t want anything clogging or cloying or hair annoying. For everywhere else I like Avene or Jason, I have a feeling I want to stay in the realm of natural, or at least the veneer of natural, products here. But the face is different. I liked the Hauschka one because it used zinc as a block and that seemed comforting. (But not Euro-reg compliant apparently, hence the end of the line decision. Small tear.)
At the moment I’m trying Bioderma’s Photoderm 50+ for intolerant skin. The jury’s out.
My skin is slightly huffy at being referred to as intolerant as it considers itself to have a perfectly appropriate level of tolerance thanks very much, but I know different so I’m going for the gentle stuff.
What about you? Do you have any favourites for protecting your face from sun?
I’m so into red nails at the moment. I love this colour because it’s a proper no messing around fire engine red. I only like it on really short nails though otherwise it all get a bit too glam for me…
Now I may not always wear my wedding ring (deal with it), but my essential everyday jewellery tells a story, to me, of my history. More than a single piece would. I love the way personal pieces of jewellery layer stories and times together and jumble everything into something that becomes a part of you. I wouldn’t miss many things if I lost them, but I’d miss these babies.
How about you, what do you wear every day?
So talking of freshness, I’m on the hunt today for some fresh haircuts. Actually, Katherine’s from this morning’s post was pretty amazing, but I actually cut into that myself on the shoot and that’s just not the kind of behaviour you can always get away with. Luckily, she’s cool enough to cope with such things.
Most models (especially new faces) have, well, model hair. Lovely and beautiful and everything, but a little bit samey. So I’m after something different. The hunt continues…
I’m not really a great one for buying lots of make up, my tomboy roots have got the better of me there, but recent efforts to maintain a, ahem, professional outlook plus a new found addiction to this site have meant that I’m feeling willing to give it a go.
I took myself off to the Guerlain counter without any big hope. Part of the reason I don’t like the process of buying make up, (as opposed to applying it, which is just fun, sometimes even funny) is because I get very intimidated by Girls At Counters. I always feel like I’ve missed a class on being able to do this stuff and then I get all hot and have to run away.
Am I alone? No.
Does that make it easier? Again, nope.
BUT, I have to say, this was a very positive and enjoyable experience. I wanted the kohl eyeliner that Daphné Hezard demonstrated so beautifully here and the woman at Guerlain was so friendly and nice she showed me in real life how to use it, gave me a couple of samples of other things, was charming and delightful and, (and this is key) didn’t make me feel like an idiot. Hooray.
PS Seriously though, this stuff is great, for example, if, theoretically, and for reasons we don’t really have go into here, one were to, say, have a huge crying fit with it on, you’d think it would be a disaster, but no, in fact, I could pretty much guarantee you, it would still be on when you’d finished. That was way too many commas. I apologise.