The salon was nice and the people working there were friendly, so I thought we were off to a good start. My mom came for some support (what? I get anxious), and I was armed with the photographs of what I wanted for my hair.
First I met with the makeup artist. She made me feel confident in her as she told me that she developed a passion for bridal makeup when her makeup trial went horribly for her own wedding.
She started by telling me how I should care for the skin on my face, which I appreciated. Turns out all this time I've been thinking I have dry skin when I really have oily skin that's dehydrated. Now I need to get new lotion, too.
That was all good because I appreciated the help. Then, as she began to apply the foundation, she asked if I was going to get my eyebrows plucked before the wedding.
Irritation #1. I don't pluck my eyebrows. Never have. Okay, so I may have a few straggles, but they're my straggles and I'm used to seeing them, so I don't seethe point. Sure, I've considered it but I try to keep my beauty regime (if you can call it that) as low-maintenance as possible. I humored her and said I'd thought about it and that maybe I'd give it a whirl before the big day.
Irritation #2: Basically immediately following the pluck/pluck-not conversation, she asks if I'm going to get tanned before my wedding. If you've read this far you can probably assume - correctly - that I've never tanned at a salon. Only in the sun. And even that I try to limit nowadays. So I told her that I've considered the spray-on kind. Meanwhile I'm wondering if she's recommending I look completely different for my wedding. An idea that I'm not willing to pursue. I want to look like me in my photos. And I think J wants me to look like me when he says his vows to me.
So she continues on, and about 40 minutes from when she started, I look something like this:
Ha, okay, so maybe not quite that bad, but she took my "I like natural looking makeup with bronzer and defined eyes" a bit too far. The bronzer was nice, but the 'defined eyes' part of my direction was grossly overdone. I mean, I'm not sure she used a shred of gold or yellow shadow on my eyelids. It was all black. Actually, make that blue. The powdered liner she used was blue, and you could tell. Later, when J came in to pick me up for dinner he thought I'd been crying. Not what you want to look like on your wedding day.
I've hunted around for some pictures (am I stupid for not bringing them initially? I thought 'golden' and 'natural' were pretty straightforward. Next time I'll keep my trap shut about 'defined eyes') and found these, which I realize are a bit different from one another but I like them all:
Then I moved over to the hair lady. Her hair is textured about the same as mine, so I felt confident that she'd know how to handle it. We sat down together in the waiting room as I went over the hairstyles I'd been considering. She recommended that we go with the updo (the side bun) as opposed to the side ponytail because she'd have more control over keeping frizz in check in case it rains on our wedding day. Because the side bun was my first choice anyway, I agreed.
Criminey. Not what I was going for. And the way it looked from the back was even more ridiculous. The 'curl' bun wrapped almost to the back of my head.
My mom and I gently told her that maybe the simple style I chose was a bit too simple and that she should add a twist or two to spice it up a bit and contain it. She was happy to oblige since that was more or less her suggestion in the first place.
The finished product looked much close to Audrina's style, but it still wasn't quite there.
I spoke with my mom about the appointment the day after, and we're thinking I should go in a completely different direction with my hair since it turned out just okay and I want it to turn out great. Now I'm on the prowl for some more images. And hair ornaments - though I've considered making one out of the extra fabric from my dress.
Wish me luck!
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