Hot Roller Hairpocalypse

G'day, mates!

Let's talk about hair today, shall we?

From 2005 to 2010, I had basically the same hairstyle. I cut it into a bob once, but it was more or less this:

Circa 2008.
I've been making that face every day for the past 5 years.

Then, after having T in 2011 and being attacked by an intense fear of frumpiness, I went crazy. I cut it off. Then I dyed it purple. Then blond. Then brown. Then I cut it WAY off. Then I went back to red. Then ... I don't remember what happened because I got pregnant with G and my brain flew out the window.

It hasn't returned yet, in case you were wondering. I don't remember the majority of 2012.



Now it's fairly close to my natural color of red-but-not-red-enough (which most definitely led to Daphne syndrome) and I'm growing it out again because I really want to try all these gorgeous hairstyles on Pinterest. I've recently discovered, however, I have about half the amount of hair necessary to complete said gorgeous hairstyles. Does anyone else have this problem? I can't even make a decent bun without the help of a sock ...

I thought it looked pretty good.

Then T said, "Why you got a bagel on your head, mom?"

Uhh ...

Nothing like a little brutal honesty from your two year old to make you feel good about yourself, right?

This little episode led me to my first attempt at velcro rollers. I have weird guilt about having long hair but not wearing it down and styled at least some of the time, so I thought maybe these would be the magic bullet for shampoo commercial hair ... because of course one exists.

Besides impossibly good genes.

And hair extensions.

And gobs of money for salon visits.

And Photoshop.

No, I can't take a selfie ...

... without a weird look springing onto my face
the instant the shutter clicks.

I don't think they did much of anything, but I'm keeping them just so I can get more pictures like this:

I find these utterly hilarious for some reason. 

Probably all that hair dye ... :-)