Have I mentioned how much I love my mermaid hair?
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Friday, April 6, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
26 Til 30 - Weird and Awesome
Working with kids has so many amazing rewards.
To see them learn, understand, and make changes in themselves and others helps to give me hope that the rest of humanity can catch up.
Today at work, I was in the midst of a club that I lead (which happens to be Rock Band club). I thought it was appropriate to show my hair to those who haven't seen it.
One child, who has somewhat of an anger issue (which makes him pretty darn good at smacking those drums) but will still connect with me in a non-angry way, commented that he thought I was so weird for a Filipino. I was so confused by his statement. It seemed that he didn't think that any of his friends who were Filipino would do anything like dye their hair a crazy color. At first, I questioned him. What exactly did he mean by all of that?
He kept saying, "You're so weird! You're so weird!"
I responded, "Well, there's nothing wrong with being weird and different."
But then he said, "I'm not being mean. I mean, even though you're weird, you're still awesome."
....I legit nearly balled my eyes out.
Best. Complement. Ever.
To see them learn, understand, and make changes in themselves and others helps to give me hope that the rest of humanity can catch up.
Today at work, I was in the midst of a club that I lead (which happens to be Rock Band club). I thought it was appropriate to show my hair to those who haven't seen it.
One child, who has somewhat of an anger issue (which makes him pretty darn good at smacking those drums) but will still connect with me in a non-angry way, commented that he thought I was so weird for a Filipino. I was so confused by his statement. It seemed that he didn't think that any of his friends who were Filipino would do anything like dye their hair a crazy color. At first, I questioned him. What exactly did he mean by all of that?
He kept saying, "You're so weird! You're so weird!"
I responded, "Well, there's nothing wrong with being weird and different."
But then he said, "I'm not being mean. I mean, even though you're weird, you're still awesome."
....I legit nearly balled my eyes out.
Best. Complement. Ever.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
30 Til 30 - Mermaid Hair
YES!!!
Today is a month away from my 30th birthday!!!
I'm so extremely excited and nervous and excited!!!
Believe me, I've given this some real thought. I've thought about it all through my 20's, in fact. Having always been the youngest in my group of friends, I was always looking forward to being just a little bit older.
Now that many of my friends have been in their 30's for at least a year if not more or gone past it, it just seems like there's a lot to look forward to. Many of them talk about how they just stopped caring so much about what other people think, and focused more on themselves. In Sex and the City, it seemed like being in the 30's opens one up for a whole different set of experiences that just aren't as possible when you're young, dumb, and...well...naïve.
I remember having friends who were not really looking forward to getting older. When they talked about it, it felt like it would be the end of their life as they knew it. That always confused me. As soon as I turned 20, I promised myself that I wouldn't fear turning 30.
And since I first started this blog back in 2009, when all those Saturn's-Return-changes were all dropping on my head, 30 couldn't come any faster. Last year, at my 29th birthday brunch with my friends in San Francisco, we joked about how I had 1 more year to blame stupid choices on my 20's.
But we couldn't have been more right! Remember when I got arrested? Yup.
Now, I have 30 days left to do crazy things before I turn 30. Though, I obviously don't think it's all going to stop necessarily. But I still want to do these last days of my 20's BIG.
Naturally, I had to dye my hair mermaidy one more time. It was just coincidence/fate that my appointment was scheduled for March 23rd.
So, without further ado, here are some pictures from my hair dying experience.
I'm sure I'll have more pictures as the days roll on. It feels extremely empowering to have taken control of my hair, especially since I had thought about doing this since sometime last October.
My goal for the next 30 days is to go big in everything I do. From grocery shopping to baking to work, I want my last days of being in my 20's to be lived with full intention.
Mermaidy hair is probably the easiest intention for me to see through.
Today is a month away from my 30th birthday!!!
I'm so extremely excited and nervous and excited!!!
Believe me, I've given this some real thought. I've thought about it all through my 20's, in fact. Having always been the youngest in my group of friends, I was always looking forward to being just a little bit older.
Now that many of my friends have been in their 30's for at least a year if not more or gone past it, it just seems like there's a lot to look forward to. Many of them talk about how they just stopped caring so much about what other people think, and focused more on themselves. In Sex and the City, it seemed like being in the 30's opens one up for a whole different set of experiences that just aren't as possible when you're young, dumb, and...well...naïve.
I remember having friends who were not really looking forward to getting older. When they talked about it, it felt like it would be the end of their life as they knew it. That always confused me. As soon as I turned 20, I promised myself that I wouldn't fear turning 30.
And since I first started this blog back in 2009, when all those Saturn's-Return-changes were all dropping on my head, 30 couldn't come any faster. Last year, at my 29th birthday brunch with my friends in San Francisco, we joked about how I had 1 more year to blame stupid choices on my 20's.
But we couldn't have been more right! Remember when I got arrested? Yup.
Now, I have 30 days left to do crazy things before I turn 30. Though, I obviously don't think it's all going to stop necessarily. But I still want to do these last days of my 20's BIG.
Naturally, I had to dye my hair mermaidy one more time. It was just coincidence/fate that my appointment was scheduled for March 23rd.
So, without further ado, here are some pictures from my hair dying experience.
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| getting some bleach action |
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| this is the new look, don't ya know... |
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| blondie for 5 minutes |
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| so awesome! so excited I couldn't help but to take a picture on the bus! |
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| rolled up in a minibun |
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| a bit more how I like it |
My goal for the next 30 days is to go big in everything I do. From grocery shopping to baking to work, I want my last days of being in my 20's to be lived with full intention.
Mermaidy hair is probably the easiest intention for me to see through.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Day 30: Older and Wiser and Mermaidier
Well, I feel like I really could have done a lot better with the 30 Day Challenge. But, I really got to enjoy learning how to mess with my camera application on my phone.
It was the longest month of my life, thus far. I'm really glad I got to participate in the 30 Day Challenge since it reminded me to slow down and notice things around me.
I probably won't stop taking random pictures, since I enjoy it so much. But I definitely would recommend taking 30 Day Challenges that make you look beyond what you usually do.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Bed Head
I don't know what it is about my hair, but I have this potential for extremely epic bed head.
Let's take Exhibit A from my early years.
I apparently had a lot of hair as a baby. You can ask my mom, and she'll tell you all about it. Funny thing is that most of it is on my head. I don't really have dark hair on my legs or arms, and most people thought I was plucking my eyebrows before I actually was.
At some point during college, I had my hair cut really short. I wish I had a picture to show you, because I'm sure it exists! But it's probably somewhere in my photo albums in L.A. But that would have been my Exhibit B.
Today, I usually wear my hair up when I go to bed. It prevents it from getting all tangled, and it will generally stay out of my face. Now, that doesn't really prevent my hair from acting all crazy. In fact, it somehow makes it worse.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Exhibit C.
I kind of HAD to take a picture. This was just last night! I woke up in the middle of the night to use the restroom, and I had to laugh at the bouffant that was created in the mere 2 hours of sleep I had had.
My hair had gone into full parakeet mode. It was like it was trying to tell me something.
But after this picture, I stumbled back into sleep and dreamed of less unruly hair.
Let's take Exhibit A from my early years.
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| Franken-baby? |
At some point during college, I had my hair cut really short. I wish I had a picture to show you, because I'm sure it exists! But it's probably somewhere in my photo albums in L.A. But that would have been my Exhibit B.
Today, I usually wear my hair up when I go to bed. It prevents it from getting all tangled, and it will generally stay out of my face. Now, that doesn't really prevent my hair from acting all crazy. In fact, it somehow makes it worse.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Exhibit C.
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| Half asleep, too bright flash in the too bright bathroom. |
My hair had gone into full parakeet mode. It was like it was trying to tell me something.
But after this picture, I stumbled back into sleep and dreamed of less unruly hair.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Asian/Not Asian Hair
Back in February (why does it feel like so long ago?), when the boyfriend and I were in Los Angeles, I decided on the very last day to get my hair cut.
The last time I had a cut was maybe April 2009, so while my hair was long there were also many a split ends. The problem is that I don't have a specific hair person. It's possibly because I've moved around so much and gotten my hair cut in so many different cities. But every time, I'm not necessarily leaving feeling like, "Woo hoo! Look at my hair! It's so AWESOME!!!"
This might sound a little crazy, but I kind of feel like I have very specific type of hair. Being Filipino, I have Asian-type hair, but it's thicker. If I wash my hair and just let it air dry, it would be floofy and slightly wavy, but would flatten out by the end of the day.
There are times when I would like to go into a hair salon and say, "Do whatever you'd like to do." But I'm too much of a scaredy-cat to go for it.
If I could choose my perfect hair style, it would look like I just came from the beach but cleaned up. But that kind of hair style takes a lot of work and a lot of product.
Another part of my problem is that I don't really want to put in so much work. Why is it that I just can't wake up and have it all be a flowy and perfect when I wake up? So, I'll do some work, but if I could find the easiest way to get to the picture above, that would be awesome.
Now back to my hair cut situation. The hair stylist needs to know how to work with Filipino hair, which makes me feel nervous about getting my hair cut in Boston since there's not a huge Filipino community. But, being in Los Angeles at the time, I didn't know exactly where I should go.
I did Yelp a couple of places nearby and I did end up getting my hair cut after a lot of back an forth about who I should see. I ended up settling for this Thai woman back in L.A. whom my family affectionately calls "Bo-dai."
***If you're planning to get horribly offended in the next couple of minutes, I would probably stop reading. Thanks!***
This particular woman has been cutting my mom's hair since we've moved from the Philippines back in 1986. Since then, many of my cousins and other relatives have seen her for their hair cuts. Now, another big issue of mine is that while I feel like the stylist should know how to deal with Asian hair, I don't actually want to look Asian.
You know what I'm talking about! I'm not even going to include any picture examples.
I know what you're saying. "But...you are Asian/Pacific Islander...why not embrace it?" I know I know. But there's no need in looking like a fortune cookie cutter (HA! How'd you like them apples???).
But I digress. "Bo-dai" got her nickname because, as the legend goes, she would always say that to my mom. My mom, not really sure what she was saying, would always just smile and nod. At some point, she realized the woman was actually saying, "blow-dry" in a heavy Thai accent! And from then on, my mom would always say, "I'm going to see 'Bo-dai.'"
One day, some relatives who just moved to Los Angeles was asking my mother about where she gets her hair cut. Of course, she told them she goes to "Bo-dai" and gives them directions. Of course, those relatives proceeded to walk into her salon and asked, "Hi, could we get our haircut with 'Bo-dai'?"
She's a lovely woman. And she proceeded to take my hair - after telling her that I wanted 3 inches off and layered - to take my hair, twist sections of it, and cut it. Shorter than it's been in a very long time.
I'll admit that there was definitely a moment when I felt like I was on America's Next Top Model smack dab in the middle of Make-Overs. I couldn't believe what was happening, and I was really thinking that I'd be walking out looking more Asian than ever.
But when it was all said and done, it wasn't so bad. I probably will not see "Bo-dai" next time I'm in Los Angeles in need of a hair cut, but it wasn't the worst possible experience. I miss my long hair, but it'll probably be long again by the end of 2010. And once again, I'll be on a search for my perfect hair stylist.
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| December 2009 |
This might sound a little crazy, but I kind of feel like I have very specific type of hair. Being Filipino, I have Asian-type hair, but it's thicker. If I wash my hair and just let it air dry, it would be floofy and slightly wavy, but would flatten out by the end of the day.
There are times when I would like to go into a hair salon and say, "Do whatever you'd like to do." But I'm too much of a scaredy-cat to go for it.
If I could choose my perfect hair style, it would look like I just came from the beach but cleaned up. But that kind of hair style takes a lot of work and a lot of product.
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| From marieclaire.com |
Now back to my hair cut situation. The hair stylist needs to know how to work with Filipino hair, which makes me feel nervous about getting my hair cut in Boston since there's not a huge Filipino community. But, being in Los Angeles at the time, I didn't know exactly where I should go.
I did Yelp a couple of places nearby and I did end up getting my hair cut after a lot of back an forth about who I should see. I ended up settling for this Thai woman back in L.A. whom my family affectionately calls "Bo-dai."
***If you're planning to get horribly offended in the next couple of minutes, I would probably stop reading. Thanks!***
This particular woman has been cutting my mom's hair since we've moved from the Philippines back in 1986. Since then, many of my cousins and other relatives have seen her for their hair cuts. Now, another big issue of mine is that while I feel like the stylist should know how to deal with Asian hair, I don't actually want to look Asian.
You know what I'm talking about! I'm not even going to include any picture examples.
I know what you're saying. "But...you are Asian/Pacific Islander...why not embrace it?" I know I know. But there's no need in looking like a fortune cookie cutter (HA! How'd you like them apples???).
But I digress. "Bo-dai" got her nickname because, as the legend goes, she would always say that to my mom. My mom, not really sure what she was saying, would always just smile and nod. At some point, she realized the woman was actually saying, "blow-dry" in a heavy Thai accent! And from then on, my mom would always say, "I'm going to see 'Bo-dai.'"
One day, some relatives who just moved to Los Angeles was asking my mother about where she gets her hair cut. Of course, she told them she goes to "Bo-dai" and gives them directions. Of course, those relatives proceeded to walk into her salon and asked, "Hi, could we get our haircut with 'Bo-dai'?"
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| March 2010 |
I'll admit that there was definitely a moment when I felt like I was on America's Next Top Model smack dab in the middle of Make-Overs. I couldn't believe what was happening, and I was really thinking that I'd be walking out looking more Asian than ever.
But when it was all said and done, it wasn't so bad. I probably will not see "Bo-dai" next time I'm in Los Angeles in need of a hair cut, but it wasn't the worst possible experience. I miss my long hair, but it'll probably be long again by the end of 2010. And once again, I'll be on a search for my perfect hair stylist.
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