Let me start by saying … I am not a fan of “selfies”. For those who are not all up to speed on the kids’ lingo, Urban Dictionary defines a selfy (why yes, there is a plural and singular version of this made-up word) as follows: A strange phenomenon in which the photographer is also the subject of the photograph, in a subversive twist on the traditional understanding of the photograph. Usually conducted because the subject cannot locate a suitable photographer to take the photo, like a friend.
Basically, I didn’t have anyone to take a photo. Like a friend. At the moment. Well, I have friends. I think.
Anyway … I HATE seeing myself in photos. It’s that visual reminder that I really do appear to be getting older. Thankfully, I just started using eye cream so that should help. Right?
I posted just recently about needing to chop the mop. It was, as I mentioned, getting out of control. Hairs were everywhere. I started sharing just where and didn’t want anyone throwing up in their mouth.
I was reminded of a friend who owns a hair and day spa in Kalamazoo and the rest, as they say, is history. She was so excited that I reached out to go on a a quick weight loss plan at her establishment. I actually (don’t laugh) scheduled the appointment this morning. As in, 10:00 a.m. EDT today. Sheri had let me know last week that she was a couple weeks out … because why wouldn’t she be? She’s the bomb-diggity! For those unaware, Urban Dictionary defines that as: Totally the awesomest, no lie. And she totally is … the awesomest. So, I called and one of her stylists, Stephanie, said she would gladly take the scissors to the mess.
I left the office just before my appointment. I took a moment to grab a “selfie”. I only took one because, hey, it wasn’t going to get much better.
I make that face because I think it’s hilarious when my neck thing-ies stick out like that. It makes me chuckle. Oh, and I make that face when I am fuh-reaking out.
I went to Avanté Hair & Day Spa to meet with Stephanie. She really was so excited to chop-chop. We got four ponytails in place and she asked if I was ready as she cut the first hair. She really didn’t let me have a chance to respond; it’s probably better that way.
Anyway, about an hour later, I asked them if I could step on the scales. The weight loss plan worked! Maybe 3-4 pounds lighter? I saw my hair on the little cart and couldn’t believe how much sat there. It really is beautiful hair and I’m really happy that I have the opportunity to share it with someone else that might need it significantly more than I do*.
I took another “selfie” when i got in the car.
When I got home I thought I could get a better shot. Maybe I should have used the word assume … because we should never do such a thing?
I won’t talk about the 300 shots I took when I got home. Did you know that, for some folks, there is no such thing as “good light”?
This one was for my mama because I think she has a senior pic in my old bedroom that looks exactly like this. What is it with the head tilt?
And miracle of miracles, I can still throw it up in the pony/bun thing! Color me ecstatic.
It’s just hair. I posted that with my cut hair photo earlier. It could grow back and I could even get extensions. Stephanie (the adorable young lady who cut my hair) told me I could.
Thank you, Sheri and Stephanie, for lifting this weight from me! I’m sure Connor will thank you, too.
*I’m planning to donate my hair to the Pantene Beautiful Lengths program. We’re right at that eight inch mark so I’m hopeful they’ll accept!
Wow. Who knew you not only can mass produce amazing hair, but you are photographer and a writer as well!! Impressive Staci Loman. I do thank you for coming in to Avanté today. Stephanie really enjoyed cutting your hair for the donation. Makes our day, these things. :). Love your style of writing. I see a book in your future… ❤
Love it! Gaw-jus pics, gaw-jus hair. Great job. 🙂
BEAUTIFUL … once again, you have done an amazing thing for a great cause! I had to laugh when I read about extensions because we all know by next week it will be down to the middle of your back again :-). Love you!
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