I’m back! It’s been a few. And in that few I was busy planning a wedding, stressing out about the wedding, being in that wedding, putting pressure on myself to get things done work wise while in wedding land only to discover I just can’t do it all. Lesson: Focus on one thing and trust that it will all get done. Because it does. And even if it doesn’t somewhere along the line it works out in your best interest. Finally two months back and I am sinking into routine. Again. Getting my groove on, listening to rap music when I clean and really just trying to get it all done. One day at a time. Life. I learned my lesson over the past months. It was no excuse to ignore my “voice”, although others would care to differ in the physical sense. But that is why I am back. Writing to you from my comfy bed curled up in my new Egyptian cotton sheets (yup I’m bragging) and comforter (bragging more). This just couldn’t wait until the morning. For some reason it feels like a new year. I’m not sure why, could be my hair is extra shiny tonight. So I will start again. And I will take it as that. This time, more than ever my blinders are on. Tight. Allowing me to create, discover and conjure up new business adventures and ignore all those external forces that tend to latch on when they are so unnecessary. Its funny what your inner voice(s) will say to you. What certain people will say to you. How their opinions of you must be heard. Quite frankly I am learning to shut them up and sport a sweet smile. Why would I listen to a 200 year old curmudgeon anyways? I’ll hear you but I’m not going to listen. Often times picking my battles are in my best interest but deep in my gut always better to say how it is especially when I know what’s best for moi (that’s french for “me”). I mean really, Who knows me better than me? Me. One day others will learn. And today I continue to. Separating those into tiny little compartments. Some days you may need them and other days their shelf life is a little longer. As I continue to make all the mistakes I can, it only makes me a stronger individual. Sometimes I believe that I am superhuman and other times…well who am I kidding, I am just a ball of moosh and tears. And the fire has been taken out of my cracker. But right now I know for sure I am for the most part a firecracker with weird idiosyncrasies that I can only embrace. I am stuck with me. This caricature whom I like. Which brings me to the second part of this blog, my likings. The moustache. I like moustaches. I’ve said it before and I’m saying it NOW. I do. I always will. No matter how out of date that may seem. It’s sexy. And with a great head of hair even better. 70’s. I notice the moustache from afar. Up close. Often times head spinning in the direction of, the “stache”. But on more than one occasion as of late it makes me cringe. It’s lost its lustre. Sadly…oh so very sad. I’ll tell you why, because it has turned into a Miss moustache. Forgive me ladies if you are reading this and you have a “Misstache”. In no way do I want to disrespect or offend because you may like it. It’s just my opinion. And we all have one. Weather we like it or not. In this case I vote NOT. I’ll admit it, I can’t give you my attention considering the only thing I see moving is the hair growth upon your upper lip. There are ways to take the “Miss” out of stache. Wax, thread and my all time favourite, Olay Smooth Finish Facial Hair Removal Duo. I’ll panic at the slightest beginnings of a blonde stache. Whiskers if you may. Even if it’s one tiny hair. Really, this is none of my business but I needed to get it off my chest. And believe me it’s not big. Signing off. Dreaming of unicorns and the 1970’s. This may be symbolic. Or it may not even make sense. I go to sleeps. – CS XX
I have naturally curly and wavy hair. Or as I like to call it – Unruly. When I was younger I always wanted it to be straight, the grass always seemed greener. I blame Bay Watch for that. Seriously, these women “bounced” around the beach, hair shining with lustre from the ocean breeze. It danced in the air! (slow motion was even better)…..This was beach hair. I got hit with the curl burst through puberty (Uggg!), I learned to accept that these unruly curly waves of mine were a force of nature, something that has just contributed to my personality and charm…of course. My routine – After I wash it I’ll put some product in, never a curl enhancer because I’d look like Annie , Curly Sue, or even Lionel Richie .
Next, I apply a texturizing or straightening balm so my hair dries loose and tousled instead of tight and curly. After it dries (I usually sleep on it) I’ll lightly re-curl strands to make it smooth and manageable. There! Now you know my secret. I must admit, while on vacation it is freeing to just let it go au natural. I swear by Kevin Murphy & Davines hair products. Hair care products are like shopping for a pair of jeans. You have to try on a variety of different ones in order for you to find the perfect fit. And not every pair fits the same. This goes for hair too. What may work for your friend with the lustrous mane may not work for you. I’ve probably tried every product out there and have leaned towards more natural products. Gladly I’ve found my match.
Experience From A Hair-ologist (me)
When in another city or climate your hair does wondrous or freaky things. Think about how you feel when you have to get adjusted to a new city. Your routine may change, your emotions swing and so on and etc. Well think about your hair. Your hair has to get used to it all too. Don’t deny that it doesn’t have a personality of its own. For myself, the combination of saltwater and sun leaves my hair as curly as can be and I just can’t fight this. I actually like it because it seals my hair, leaving it shiny, frizz free and conditioned. Thank you mother nature hair. To be honest I don’t even try to go against the grain because it just won’t behave. It’s like an 17-year-old going to the bar for the first time. WILD & CRAZY. I’ve come to terms that I’m not going to ever have that Pantene look, but what I do know for sure is that I’ll always have “my look” and no one can take that away from me. Well, a pair of scissors but that’s a different story.
These are a few of my favourite be beachy, wavy, unruly natural looks. Aloha! – CS xx
Well! This is it…a post about HAIR. For those who know me I’m obsessed with hair and for those who don’t know me….I’m obsessed with hair. Hair is your mane. It’s your face shaper, it’s the thing you toss up in a bun on those lazy days or style sleekly on those sexy feel good days. There are different types of hair that I like to categorize: The Pantene Pro V hair, The Beach bum hair, The Lion’s mane, The Butch hair, The “What the hell did you do to your hair”, The Mom chop and my list goes on and on…..and on. A brief history about my hair if you will. I used to look like a little boy when I was young, people thought my brother and I were twin boys (thanks mom!) You know the short Frankenstein coif? Then the mushroom cut and finally as I got older, I had long thick pretty straight hair. Then when I hit puberty, BOOM BANG BADABING BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!! My hormones changed (we won’t go there) and suddenly my hair became crazy wavy and curly. So I’ve categorized myself in the Lion’s mane category. Oh Me! Oh My! Can it get frizzy and sometimes be mistaken as an unruly animal on the top of my head…possibly a rat’s nest? It’s tamable with the right styling products and tools so I can definitely control it even though takes a lot of work. It’s time-consuming (sometimes) therefore I have to wash my hair at certain times in the night in order for it to dry fully. And then be ready to style in the morning. The benefit of my unruly hair is I can go dark and light. I love my hair blonde, I feel quirky, goofy, childlike and sexy. When it’s darker I feel a bit more sophisticated (If you can believe that!), mysterious, edgy but of course my usual bubbly goofy spastic self. I should really have a hair fund. Unfortunately I’m the type who is very particular about it, where the highlights are places, not being stripy, the right tone etc…And if it’s not the way I want it, I am back in the chair getting it touched up. Ahhhhh yes! I am that overbearing client who comes back 3 times. (Sorry hairdressers). Every year after a lot of harsh blondisizing I tend to go darker to deposit my natural color, let me hair relax and start at a fresh base before I go blonde again, in which I will in the next couple of months. So this exactly what I did. My hair feels like a whole new head of hair. I was inspired by the two-tone color sported by Sarah Jessica Parker and Drew Barrymore. I think it’s funky, sexy, and brings out my quirky personality although I have to admit it will still take some time to get used to. This is what I am going for. Once my hair settles I will post pictures. For now I will were it up in a loose bun! Below are my favorite celebrity style/fashion/beauty inspirations. – Christina xo
These are my inspirations for when I’m blonde:
I’m sitting here sipping champagne and working on my blog with my pal Briana at citycinders. Here I am, sporting the unintentional “Bird Fro”. This style is not to be confused with the Jew fro. The Bird fro is what happens when you dye your hair 3 times in 2 weeks. No, No, Nooooo I don’t usually do this. I am a perfectionist when it comes to my hair so I had to dye it just right and, live with the extra frizz. It hasn’t settled yet so I feel like a cross between Shirley Temple and a bird…hence the Birdfro. For those who have unruly curly/wavy hair will understand what I have to go through. On the other hand, Briana here…sports a beautiful mane of soft wavy hair. My obsession with hair is a bit too much and my friends can concur. I love hair and I will continue to talk about it passionately until I’m 105 years old. Its your mane. It shapes your face. It’s a dress for your head. As you can see, I am still writing about it . But it’s time to stop. Future hair posts to follow. As for now I am signing off….so I can finish off my bottle of champagne…I mean glass. – Christina