Hair: A Journey Through the Color Spectrum

I wrote this in a letter to a friend in a foreign country. I thought it would brighten his week and get a few laughs. I remembered when once upon a time I had a blog....(I post like once an aeon), and I decided to post here in hopes it might give someone else a laugh.

Once upon a time, there was a girl, her name might have started with a k and rhymed with whammy. She was a twenty one year old enjoying college life, preparing for the future. She was what you might picture as a typical girl in college. She had brown hair, which might not seem so significant now, but it is very important to later in the story. Years before when the girl was younger she used to have a full head of blonde hair. But the older she grew, the darker her hair went. Around the age of seventeen she decided to fully embrace the darker hue. She quit highlighting her hair and instead dyed it a pretty dark brown color. She felt like the color suited her well and she was content with her new life as a brunette. Several years passed. She graduated high school, moved away to college, transferred universities, and moved back home to finish up school. She started getting a little bored with her mundane life of school and work and decided she needed a change. She saw a movie with Gwyneth Paltrow and her hair was a beautiful, bright shiny blonde shade. The girl knew her hair needed to be that exact color. This would definitely add the needed excitement to her life.

(this is what she was going for)

So she went to her sister, who conveniently was a hairdresser. She explained the color she wanted her hair, and they dove into the process. Her sister explained since she had been coloring her hair brown for several years it might be a little difficult to bleach it back to blonde, but it shouldn’t be impossible it just might take a few times. The first thing done was a bleach wash, which would bleach out all of the brown color in her hair. The girl washed out her hair and looked in the mirror. She was distraught at what she saw. Her hair was a sickly, mustard yellow color. She looked like the Joker on batman.

(it was really quite something awful)

She was a little hysterical but her sister reassured her that they just needed to highlight and tone it, and it would be a pretty blonde color. So the next process of highlighting was done, unfortunately with no better results. Her hair was definitely NOT blonde. It was yellow, gross, and she was close to tears with her sickly yellow hair.

(picture something like this)

Her sister explained she probably had too much dye load from coloring it brown for so long so it didn’t process the way it was supposed to. The girl decided she had made a horrible mistake and they needed to color it back brown as soon as possible. They couldn’t put any more color on it that night or it would probably fry and break her hair off. She definitely did not want this to happen. To prevent any more damage from happening to her hair she would need to wait at least a day or two to try and fix it. This meant the girl would have to go to work and school with mustard hair. She was not excited about this, but she disguised it the best she could. She slicked it back into a bun and put a thick headband on that covered most of her head. Despite a lot of self-consciousness, she made it through the day. The next night they tried to color it brown again. They applied the color and let it sit for thirty minutes. She washed her hair and hesitantly looked in the mirror again, not knowing what to expect. Instead of a dark brown color, her hair was now a light brownish orange.

(something like this)

This was not good. The girl bit her lip and held back tears. It was only hair she kept telling herself, they could still fix it. Her sister felt extremely bad that her hair was not working, but she concluded that they hadn’t used a dark enough brown color. She would have to wait ANOTHER FEW DAYS with orange hair before they could try and fix it again. So she stuck to her bun and headband hairdo and unwillingly made it through the next couple days of work (she did skip class to make herself feel a little better). Friday night (five days after the beginning of this horrible experience) they dyed her hair back to the dark brown color it was before. The girl learned from the whole ordeal that the grass is not always greener on the other side. Blonde hair did bring excitement to her life, but it wasn’t quite the excitement she was hoping for. She decided she was completely content with life as a brunette and vowed to never try and change it again.

Since I'm sure you will all want to know. Here is what it looks like currently. Here I am in all my no make-up glory at eleven o clock at night, so please be kind.

-♥ kami.

(p.s. I've missed you little blog)

Crow's Feet

It happened a few mornings ago, three in fact. I awoke with a feeling of foreboding urgency. My heart started to race as my mind starting filling up with thousands of questions about my fate. I quickly ran to the mirror and examined my face. I studied it very intently until I saw something. A panicky feeling made my stomach start turning.

There it was. Near the outer corner of my eye was an inkling of crow's feet.

I knew it. 21 was old. There was no going back. I was a real grown-up now, expected to make grown-up decisions, and present myself in a grown-up manner. My mind was feeling all jumbled from running a million miles an hour. I started to think of all the things in my not-so-far-away future: graduation, finding a career, maybe grad school, moving out of state, and hundreds of other possibilities. These were all decisions I knew I would be making soon. I didn't feel ready to figure all these things out yet. I still felt like the fifteen year old who had to call and ask her parents for rides. I was still the awkward sixteen year old rambling on about the last book i read on a first date. And, I was still the eight year old who after a bad day just needed to cuddle up to her mom on the couch and know everything would be okay.

I braced myself and looked up at the mirror again, expecting to see a full set of wrinkles and age spots. Instead, I saw that my "crow's feet" were fading. Puzzled at first, I realized they weren't crow's feet at all. They were creases from sleeping on my pillow.

All the sudden I felt triumphant at this small victory. I knew that everything would work out just as it had for the past 21 years. While yes, 21 is older and a bit more may be expected of me, at the same time I have 21 years of experience. I also have a little bit of understanding about who I am now to help me with all these decisions.

So, I guess what I'm saying is I'm okay with turning 21 now.

-♥ kami.

Taylor Swift

Taylor Swift's New Album Came out Today!!

Yay :)

I have been a big fan of hers since her first single "Tim Mcgraw" came out.

Overall I think her new album is really good...there are only a couple of songs I don't like very much.

Here are a few of my favorites:

Enchanted

Sparks Fly

Dear John

-♥ kami.

Happy.

Life is so good to me.

And I am really happy with it lately, even with school starting again.

After this 15 credit semester I will only have 4 credits left plus my internship...

Which means, if all goes as planned, I will graduate in the Spring!

Did you hear that people?

The end is finally in sight.

And I couldn't be more excited. This whole college thing is exhausting.

-♥ kami.

Rainy Days

I am in Indiana for the week with the kids.

It has been rainy lately...

which makes for lazy days..

and lots and lots of

Puddle Jumping!

-♥ Kami.

Leave of Absence

Holeysmoley it's been a looong time since I've posted anything.

Not that it matters :) I don't even think anyone reads this so mostly it is for my own entertainment, but these last few months I have been BUSY!! My family sent my brother off on an LDS Mission, I finished up Spring Semester of school, and I am currently nannying in St. Louis.

I came out to St. Louis the end of May and I will be here until August. I nanny for three rambunctious little busy bodies who are worse than the energizer bunny. Seriously. They never sleep and they are never tired.

It has been quite the experience...and I don't have the effort to post about it right now so hopefully more on it later.

For now here are a few photos from my summer so far:

♥ kami.

Delightful Days

These last few days have been positively delightful. Yesterday I spent most of the day with my cute little brother. Despite how he may look in all of our silly photos he is a cutie. Silly pictures are just the only way I can coerce him into taking any pictures with me.

My brother is a whiz when it comes to cars. Yesterday, he changed the oil in my car and fixed some ridiculous thing called a ball joint. On a side note, during all of this he informed me my car had big nuts. True story. (Okay, okay i'm sorry. I'm terrible I just couldn't help myself. It was really funny when he said it.)

We discussed important life or death issues such as whether Nestle or Hershey's was better, and who even makes Reeses for that matter? Oh and what's all this fuss about Avatar? I don't remember Fern Gully making such large environmentalist movements. And we talked about the absurdity of Tim Mcgraw singing about Pocahontas and Michael Jordan in the same line. Is that necessary? I mean, really. The whole song "Southern Voice" is quite unorthodox if you ask me.

My brother has less than two weeks until he leaves to serve an LDS mission in Albuquerque, New Mexico. He will do such a great job, but we will miss him. My sister and I did all sorts of farm chores with our dad this morning to ease him into the two years that his right hand man will be gone. We will survive, it will just be a big adjustment especially for my dad.

Anyway, This post has gone on long enough. I'll leave you with some pictures.

-♥ kami.