Scandi girls are rarely too lucky on the hair front.
Yeah, we do have hair - no female pattern hair loss or anything - but there is not a lot of hair to go around for everyone. Which makes very little sense at the end of the day as it's freaking cold up North and we could do with any extra coverage we can get.
I have been avoiding the idea of getting extensions into my rather limp hair for years, for the same reason I don't do self tanning and teeth whitening. I am simply terrified to look like a TOWIE cast member. But after some convincing from my long trusted hairdresser I was ready to go full Barbie.
To anyone who think the 3 hours of colouring and cutting every other month is rather boring and time consuming - it's nothing compared to the amount of time it takes to actually add hair to the equation.
That said, my hair has never been this swooshy and I spent the entire day trying to create a draft in the flat (my wind machine was broken) so I could look like I was in a shampoo commercial. I probably should have waited until people left the flat before doing this.
Rapunzel out.
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