The morning of the wedding shower, I went into my favorite Chi-town hair salon for a badly needed cut and color. My botch job from January resulted in the infamous, should-be-trademarked Severus Snape hair style, and it needed immediate attention, but I waited until April, because we have no money and I'm responsible like that.
And on that day, my hair was done. It was cut. It was colored. The roots were a little bright, but overall, fabulous. I received many compliments at the shower, and I felt an overabundance of warm and fuzzies for my pinch-hitter stylist.
Then Monday morning rolled around, and I washed it.
After squeezing my hair gently with a hand towel and nourishing it with expensive product and diffusing it with the utmost love and respect, I surveyed the final results and discovered that the top layer was still too long, but also, so were my ends, creating an undesirable flat crown and even more undesirable layery divide. Also, the color; it was no longer looking as light and shiny and cinnamony as it appeared just two days ago--in fact, it was alarmingly similar to Severus's patent-pending shade, the shade I spent EIGHTY DOLLARS to get rid of. Except the roots, of course, which continued to beam bright as the sun.
For weeks I've tried to ignore it, telling myself it'll lighten up, that the curls will eventually take their regular shape. But today is April 18, and the curls, they are not bouncy yet. More importantly, THE HAIR HAS NOT LIGHTENED UP.
Therefore, this Saturday afternoon, only several hours before I'm scheduled to live it up on the south side of Chicago in honor of my impending nuptials, I'll be sitting in Melanie's chair, freaking out over highlighting options and bleaching options and correcting options and any other options that'll encourage the hair on my head to behave itself in time for the wedding. C'mon, ladies (hair strands are female, right?), we're gettin' ourselves MARRIED here. In front of photographers who stripped my bank account of many, many dollars. This blatant defiance of authority will just. Not. Do.
Perhaps if you threatened it? Or talked dirty to it?
Posted by: PaintingChef | April 18, 2006 at 04:27 PM
I remember stressing about my hair on my wedding day, because 1)it's very fine and doesn't like to hold any kind of shape, and 2)because our wedding was in DC in July, which means hot and humid, which means 3)hair that is even less cooperative than usual.
Enough hairspray to demolish the ozone and 3 trillion bobby pins did the trick.
Posted by: Liz | April 18, 2006 at 04:28 PM
I don't know what side of town you live on, but there's a great place called Snips in Irvington - the owner, Anthony, is an excellent colorist (and stylist too!).
Posted by: Technical Maven | April 18, 2006 at 05:34 PM
Hey maybe you'll get a great re-do just in time for the par-tay with the girls. I had mine highlighted just two weeks before our wedding and it was the most blonde I'd ever gone - totally unintentionally. It turned out ok though. You will be ok too. :0)
Posted by: Lost a Sock | April 18, 2006 at 09:01 PM
I usually go to Mario Tricoci's and they do an excellent job. They have a training school which is pretty reasonable....there are a couple locations in case you are interested:
5321 N. Harlem Ave. in Chicago, 5485 E. State St. in Rockford, & 530 E. North Ave. in Glendale Heights
http://tricociuniversity.com/serviceMenu.html
GOOD LUCK!
Posted by: Officer Badass | April 18, 2006 at 11:32 PM
No matter what, I'm sure you're going to look beautiful!
Posted by: butterflygirl | April 19, 2006 at 12:38 AM
You could go punk and dye it the wedding colors. Hmmmm?
Posted by: Luke | April 19, 2006 at 04:17 PM
I am sure that your hair will be stunning. I like the new blog colors and the blog header picture.
Good work, Frema
Posted by: mjd | April 19, 2006 at 06:47 PM
Personally, I think you should just be happy that you don't have an obtrusive cowlick on the back of your head that makes everything back there stick up like it was pointing to Magnetic North. God, do I hate it.
That said, I understand the frustration in not having the perfect hair. I sincerely hope that on your wedding day, it's the least of your worries.
And....excellent choice in blog template!
Posted by: Phil | April 19, 2006 at 08:07 PM
When I first started reading this entry it was a floral like template, and then after refreshing the page, it changed...odd. Nevertheless, I like your new template choice and cute little saying under the title of your blog. ;)
Anywho, more importantly, your hair will turn out GREAT. You always freak a little and then bounce back with this amazing look. You have beautiful curls my darling sister and your women at Enve will help you manage them. I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU!!
XOXOXOXOXO,
Sissy
Posted by: Sambo V. | April 19, 2006 at 11:27 PM
Hair strands are most definitely female...as mine are the moodiest ever...they just refuse to do what I want them to do ;p
Are you wearing a veil? That'll cover them in an emergency!
Posted by: verniciousknids | April 20, 2006 at 03:59 PM
LOL. You are just like me! My roots were so grown out they could've made their own wig! I had to wait 4 months to get my hair done 'cause I just didn't have the $. I just went last week to get it done because I have a HUGE event coming up on 4/29 that I totally need to look good at...and my hair kind of looks sucky. Sucky suck suck.
I totally feel you right now. Believe me.
And I am getting excited about your soon to be wedding!!!
Posted by: LotionBarBunny | April 21, 2006 at 12:23 PM