Since I can remember, I’ve dreamt of having long, thick, voluminous, magnificently flowing hair. A brunette and gold waterfall down my back. It would tumble over my shoulders at just the right moment, it would blow in the breeze behind me and around me and settle again dreamily, instilling goosebumps in passers-by. Perfect strangers would stop me on the street and say, “You have beautiful hair; I’m jealous.” I’d giggle and say, “Oh, this mane? Don’t be jealous, it’s such a nuisance!” But secretly, I’d be thinking, “I know, don’t I?” My mother gave me many wonderful qualities, but my hair is certainly not one of them. My hair is a runway model: stick straight, fine, and thin. The one, and only, positive to this is that it is incredibly low-maintenance. It takes approximately 26 seconds to blow-dry and put into a bun in the morning. I spend more time unwrapping a stick of gum.
For our wedding, I want a stunning updo with piles and piles of curls. My hair simply won’t allow that. I went to one bridal trial and the stylist, after running her fingers through my hair with a disapproving look on her face (umm I am sitting in front of a mirror, I can SEE YOU) said, “Well, we could do like a French twist?” No. I’ve tried everything: volume boosters, mousse, gallons of hairspray, teasing, dry shampoo, thickening shampoo, even Ovation Cell Therapy shampoo. Lesson: you can’t outsmart genetics. I decided to take a giant leap and try hair extensions. I know what you’re thinking: “Girls actually have hair extensions in Colorado?? I thought only the Kardashians did… that stuff.” Let me just say that you’d be surprised.
Enter my dear friend Mandie who works at a salon in Cherry Creek. Mandie is a pro with Hot Heads Extensions and she assured me that I would love them. I did… for the most part. And I will give you my honest opinion, because you deserve that. HAIR IS A LOT OF WORK. I mean, it looked GORGEOUS, and you seriously could not tell that I had extensions (besides the fact that my hair grew a foot overnight), and it curled just perfectly and you barely ever had to wash it, and I could do side-braids and it was flowy and it was everything I ever wanted. Except the time commitment. And the itchiness, and the fear that the extensions were “showing,” and the fact that it was hard to sleep on, and that I couldn’t put it into anything higher than a low ponytail. Oh, and they are NOT cheap. And those are just the facts of it. This is no discredit to Mandie; she installed them perfectly and efficiently. I just realized quickly that I loved the way they looked but wasn’t crazy about the maintenance.
My saving grace? THE UPDO! Kera Clyde at Rebelle Salon whipped those babies into an updo that I can only best describe as a masterpiece. It was the updo I had envisioned, and it was all worthwhile. I learned something about myself, too. I’ll endure just about anything to make this wedding perfection.
I kept the extensions in for about three months and decided to put them to rest until closer to the wedding, when Kera will once again transform my extended locks into a magnum opus. For now, I am really enjoying the extra 20 minutes of sleep I am getting each morning. Thanks, Mom.