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Me: Quick Bob Update

So I bobbed… I did it!  I thought I’d share a quick snap with you because I know that you have been waiting with baited breath.  ”Quick” being the operative word but it turns out that I am rubbish at selfies which may explain the lack of smile in this picture.  Any advice on this most welcome. I hope you like it, it feels so much healthier. Let me know your thoughts lovely people… right back to the gratitude diary #3 for me.  

The bob is back

The bob is back

Me: To bob or not to bob?

That is the question.  Recently I have been playing with the idea of having a bob cut.  I say recently but my poor friend Dom has had to listen to me moan about my hair for months. Well, it has all come to a head (quite literally)… I was sent some pics of myself, headshots for the blog, and I just didn’t recognise the person in them… I couldn’t connect with her (or her dry dead ends) at all! The problem is I have been growing my hair out of a bob for two years.  My hair is pretty long now and it is going to be a pretty drastic move.  And yes, I have had a bob before.  And no, the answer to the question will not resolve world debt but it is important to how you feel every day.  Well that’s what we say isn’t it but also on the flip side I tend to take a bad mood out on my poor hair.    

My Hair

This is me at the moment

The reason that I grew my bob out is that it is hard to have consistent cuts with shorter hair and it needs to be maintained… at the moment I cut my hair perhaps 3 times a year as I have been growing it and even after I have it cut it doesn’t look like it is in good condition. Do I really want the hassle and costs of more frequent trips to the hairdresser?

Me with a bob

This is me.. looking moody…and fuzzy… on a balcony in Bangkok… with a bob!

I also have an inexplicable fear of hairdressers.  It’s not normal, I can merrily sit in a dentist’s chair but the minute you present me with a chair facing a mirror for a couple of hours my palms get sweaty.  I have the episode from Friends when Phoebe cuts Monica’s hair to look like Dudley Moore rather than Demi Moore running over and over in my mind and it makes me feel sick.  Irrational maybe but I want to step out of the salon feeling amazing and it never happens.  It seems to happen for other people and all of those fab people in the magazines I flick through while sat in the chair.. so why not me?  And when I find a cut that I do like why does the hairdresser disappear into thin air, moving salon without a word, so that I am stuck experimenting with other hairdressers that don’t quite cut it the same way?  

Monica   Image courtesy of www.fanpop.com

Monica                 Image: www.fanpop.com

I’ve booked a cut and colour at Headmasters Mayfair on Wednesday evening and I am hoping that in this salon I manage to find somewhere and someone I can go to for a long time.. no pressure! So this time I want to be prepared and be fair on the hairdresser by knowing what I want before I arrive and manage my own expectations.  So obviously like every other normal person I have set up some pinterest boards to help me decide.  It was easier to find the shorter hairstyles that I like but some of the longer hairstyles are just amazing. The reality is, however, that I just can’t make my hair look like that *sigh*.  I’m going to take these pics along and see how I feel on the day.  Any advice most welcome, wish me luck and I will post the results up here shortly!  Hopefully it will look like this!

Lovely

Isn’t it lovely!            Image: mygreenchair blog

 

Me: Things I have learned this week

  • Jam and then cream on a scone tastes better than the other way around
  • Not to forget a camera charger when going on holiday
  • That pinterest can become really addictive- Check out my boards and follow me
  • That it is ok to start your Christmas list at the beginning of November
  • Taking a miniature train in the freezing cold is completely justifiable

Wells Harbour Railway

  •  Nap time is not to be messed with

Smile

  •   There is nothing like your own bed
  •   And that patience is certainly a virtue…Dog

Me: Tweeting for the first time

Tweet tweet

I’m 32, I work in marketing, I post photos on Facebook with a lightening speed that drives my friends crazy and yet I have never tweeted.  As part of my job I monitor twitter for a finance company but the thought of my own words being out there and open to criticism filled me with a crippling fear.  Ridiculous, I know- especially now that I am blogging about myself to the outside world!  Why would anyone be mean or horrible… in fact, guess what… there are some really nice people out there in the twittersphere.   Thanks to @fireflyphil and @MyLifeAsAMummyx for saying hello so soon.

So even though the tweet itself wasn’t ground-breaking, it’s another new start.  Come follow me @mydaymywayuk