Showing posts with label style. Show all posts
Showing posts with label style. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Rome Love

I went to see Woody Allen's To Rome with Love,
which did not help curb my recent craving for some Europe this summer. 
But it did make me wish for some simple Italian style.  
Summer dresses, pinched waists, subtly sexy, wedges.  

From the film


 Sofia.


Audrey.
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I always loved aesthetics. Not particularly fashion, but an idea of beauty.
-Miuccua Prada

Monday, May 16, 2011

Red head?

So, don't tell my sister Jenna who spent like 536,24o hours brushing out my dreadlocks,
but I kind of miss them.
Ok, so, I really miss them.
Like when people miss an arm they lost, miss them.

Sure my hair is 'socially acceptable' now.
But as I was telling the International Man o' Mystery recently (much to his dismay),
I don't generally go for things that make me 'pretty'.


I'd prefer to look interesting.
Hence the bleach blonde hair. Hence the dreadlocks.
Hence why my pretty, dirty blonde, shoulder length curls aren't really doing it for me.
They don't really go with my style,
which I also recently explained to the Mystery Man.
(He asked me who Michael Kors was the other day, so anything style related needs explanation.)

So I started thinking of social acceptable hair styles that are pretty AND interesting...
I'm pretty sure there's nothing that says, "I'm fierce but I still wash my hair more than once a month" more than red hair.

I know some awesome people who make red look like the new black.
Annie, a soul sister.

Emma, an inspirational friend in Italy.

I think ideally I would look like this:
A forest nymph.
Or really a model for Ban.do, and the headband is called "She lives in a fairytale", which is me, because there is no way in Narnia that hair would look like that.
Mine's too crazy.

I also feel like red hair can go horribly, horribly wrong.
Things I don't want to look like:

1) I'm a teenager who recently discovered Manic Panic.

2) Wilma Flintstone

3) This.
Brassy.

I would love to look like this.
Especially if I had written this song and were indeed an awesome rockstar.
Loving the bangs, Flo, lovin' them.

But I would probably end up looking more like this version from the music video, because well, my hair is crazy.
Which is all kinds of funnsies if you're in a music video. Less so if you're trying to interview a patient about their recent stroke.
No need to give them a heart attack also.


Then there's this version, which *might* be possible??
This is a lovely blogger, who is also a hairstylist,
so mine definitely won't look as nice,
but a girl can dream.

I have a hair appointment on Thursday.
Wish me luck!

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"She dreams in color, she dreams in red..." -Pearl Jam

"You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair," said Anne reproachfully. "People who haven't red hair don't know what trouble is."- Anne of Green Gables