Friday, June 10, 2011

Summertime in Hell...

It is so unbelievably hot. Regular temperatures of a humid 103F have made vacationing under Satan's sweaty left testicle more preferable than stepping outside of my own apartment.

It's really hard to commit to long hair in temperatures like these. I've currently JUST passed BSL, and am working to grow to waist length. Yet I consider chopping it all off at least five times a day. Even threats of bodily harm from my husband, should I chop off all my hair, haven't been a deterrent. Talk about having your priorities backwards!

The only thing to really do in this predicament is updoes. But, until recently, the only updo I knew how to do was a cinnabun held with chopsticks. I've grown pretty bored with your run-of-the-mill cinnabun, as well as the two braids I tend to enjoy wearing. I decided to venture into new, uncharted territory... at least for me!

Behold... the Chinese bun!
It's a little fluffy and frizzy, I'm not going to lie. When you're learning a new way to play with your near-sentient hair, you tend to fumble around like some idiot child whose hands have been crippled from either a birth defect or repeated slammings into car doors. This is nothing compared to me learning how to braid, I assure you.


Also... a braided bun!
Don't be fooled by the barrette. This was really only functional around APL for me. I'm just too in love with the snakes to let them go.

As long as I keep this up(and continue promising myself a new hairtoy in September), my hair should remain in tact and the summers should be a little more tolerable. ... At least, I hope so.

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