My friend Brooke is trying to figure out her next hair-move (feel free to vote on her blog!) and it reminded me of my many hair mishaps over the years. I am a recovering dye/color-aholic and have had my hair many a hue. One hair mistake of note:
1. When I was a freshman in college, I had really short hair and decided to get extensions. After all, celebrities get them all the time and their hair looks great, right? So, my friend, Mary Hurst, and I went down to a place called Queens by La'trice one Saturday morning and I spent 4 hours in the chair. (La'trice had me pick up my extensions from a beauty supply the day before). First of all, she braided all of my hair to my head (very tightly- ow). Then, she sewed the extensions onto my hair. Then, she trimmed up the extensions into a fashionable, layery cut. The only problem? Well, I basically had African American hair on my pale, freckly Caucasian face. It was like Aliyah's hair on my head (rest in peace). It just did not look right, people. Plain and simple.
I left the extensions in for approximately three days. I spent most of these three days with my hair in a ponytail. Then, my scalp was itching and I couldn't reach it except by jamming pencil lead into my skull and so I surrendered and walked down to my friend Mary's dorm room and she cut out all my extensions.
P.S. I only have one photo documenting this hair excursion. It was taken on a disposable camera and my hair is in a ponytail at a Baylor football game. I kinda wish I had some more documentation for you.