Secret 23…I have always wanted blonde, swishy hair
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Dragged out of the archives for Scribbit’s July’s Write Away contest as ‘My most adventurous moment’…wearing a blonde swishy wig for a day. Quite an adventure for an elfin cropped curly brunette:
I want therefore I get, it’s simple enough. I’ve always, always wanted blonde swishy hair in an elegant bob rather than the brunette frizz bomb that I have. So I bit the bullet and bought a wig and, once I’d tussled it off Postman Andy who was surprisingly reluctant to give it up, I wore it for most of today. Yes, you read that right, I didn’t just pop it on for a photo. I wore it all day. In public. With people looking and everything. Never let it be said that I am not committed to my Secrets!
Here I am all dressed up and ready to go in to town for my swishy day, trusty iphone camerabag application to the ready:
I was feeling a bit nervous and felt sure everyone was pointing and staring at me behind my swishy back. So I eased myself in with a little sit down in the market square, unsure of which might attract more attention…a crazy woman very clearly wearing a wig with tufts of curly brown hair sticking out…or a crazy woman taking photos of herself…you decide:
I was too self-conscious to ponder for long so took a deep breath and went in to the very posh dress shop – quite an ambitious choice. It was going quite well until, arggh, the owner engaged me in conversation about my shoes and I felt all flustered – I hadn’t really reckoned on up close and personal human interaction. So I took a quick snap while she was dealing with another customer and made a hasty exit. Here I am looking very furtive and a little sallow – nerves?
Next I popped in to a kind of gift shop with some clothes and, hurrah, found a dress for a family party this weekend. Note the vacuum cleaner in the changing room. Kind of odd. I thought I’d take a full length snap of me before trying it on…I dressed up to match my swishy wig, I didn’t think the swishy wig was a jeans and skanky T shirt kind of gal:
The dress, nice huh? And a bargainatious £40 reduced from £130, so that’s another £90 in my dressing up box kitty. Hope the frock suits me with my regular frizz bomb hairstyle though, I’m a bit anxious it won’t. I considered taking the swishy wig off to check but it was a nightmare to get on and, besides, I was quite attached to her by this point:
Let’s pause for a moment for a from the hip shot of the shop. Mmm, I love this shop but every time I go in there I get overwhelmed and generally buy nothing even though I want everything. Why is that? The shop is called Little Mermaid, how do you like that ye Blog Camp 1.0 people? A little bit of serendipity.
Emboldened by my success I then swished off for an early lunch, and here I am looking pretty chirpy at the cafe:
And it was right around now that things started to go a little pear shaped. Firstly, I had a banging headache (ouch those wigs PINCH, mean cows) but much more problematically…the wind started to get up. There’s quite a breeze at the best of times down by the water and I had not factored for that in my al fresco seating choice. The appeal of the swishyness wore off very fast as it swished repeatedly in to my eyes, nose and mouth and stuck to my lip gloss. And I felt sure it was blowing around in such a way that tufts of my real hair were now showing. A surreptitious feel confirmed this to be the case so I quickly scuttled back to the car to banish the tufts before carrying on with my errands. Here I am at the post office, wig slipping in to my eyes and looking a bit antsy:
By this point I really wanted my own hair back, the wig was slipping forward and my head was slowly being boiled alive. But I wanted to try out my swishy on someone that knew me. So I drove over to my friend’s house to collect some cakes she made for me (she is the BEST kind of friend, the clever cake making type). This was her reaction:
Her verdict? That swishy suits me, makes me look ‘so young and pretty’. Hmmm, because my frizz bomb hair makes me….? I considered a Grudge Book entry but the cakes were in her favour. And besides I agree that I look younger in swishy, I guess she hides more wrinkles? Not sure about pretty but I think it suits me?
So now I know what it’s like to have blonde, swishy hair and now I think I want it even more than before – oh no. As for whether blondes have more fun, well I couldn’t possibly comment – this isn’t ‘that’ sort of blog ;-)
Stop it please for the love of God I don’t know if I can get to # 30 without a hernia!!! I think you look cutie pie, why don’t you wear swishy for the family do with the dress… the whole ensemble looks fabulous and hey… it’s just like wearing false eyelashes right? No biggie? And it’s YOU so aren’t they expecting the unexpected???? I just adore my new Spud pal.
p.s. you have a fan here in my office too… she said you should have used the stocking under the wig to keep the tufts under control!! Hahahaha
Oh my god! What a brilliant post! I had to keep shushing my hubbie because he was trying to make conversation with me (the nerve!) while I wanted to do was find out what happened next with the swishy blonde hair. And I agree – wear swishy to the family do. You must! Swishy deserves a good party outing!
Swishy really does look cute with that dress! It’s always fun to surprise coworkers and friends with something new.
While I think you’re idea was splendid, I have to say that I love your natural hair, frizzy and all. I think you’re beautiful just the way you are.
It is BIZARRE what a difference hair makes.
My hair is not unlike your wig (albeit more stringy and less swishy and less uniform in blondeness), but I’ve always wanted to have dark, curly hair. Typical.
Your town looks adorable (as do you)!
My goodness, you do look sweet as a blonde! Of course you look just as nice as a brunette. I think you need an alter ego for the swishy blonde! Thanks so much for the laughs!
You look MARVELOUS as a blonde! I especially like the last picture. But I also enjoy regular Spud too. I admire your tenacity with these secrets. I would run out of ideas.
It suits you so perfectly! I love that you wore it all day!
a) blondes DO have more fun ; P
b) but obviously, ditto Bee, as a blonde, I’ve always wanted dark curly hair
c) I’m also in agreement with Ali that you should wear the wig with the (very cute!) dress to the family do
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d) dude, let me tell you – that wig is all the good about that kind of blonde – the bad is muchos moolah in hair colouring appointments to keep those nonchalant looking highlights. Blonde can be high-maintenance!
sigh. i may have to get long, dark curly wig to play in. i’ve been blonde since i was a junior in high school and have hair the color of a sickly paté in reality, tho’ no one really remembers that anymore.
i love the mermaid shop. and all of the surreptitious self- portraits.
and that you have an old school iPhone (i waited ’til last summer when it was released here, so mine is 3G).
and i’m glad your swishy blonde hair finally came. tho’ it would be interesting to know what postie andy was doing with it…
…or not…
You look simply faaahhhhbulous dahling. It suits you. I look like “ten cents a dance” as a blonde but it doesn’t look at all trashy on you.
In the last photo you look like Allison Cameron, the lady doctor from House.
I vote wear it to the party. You look great in it!
I share this secret with you, but I went the whole hog at aged 20 and got it cropped off and dyed platinum blonde. Can you imagine? Looked hideous. Unlike yours, which looks fantastic!
I, too, think you should wear it to the party.
I love it!!! You are bringing swishy hair to blog camp 1.5, right?
maybe postman andy will want to borrow the wig now that you’ve done your post? ;-) the dress is beautiful!
Fabulous!! and you look fantastic as a blond, and a frizz bomb, and even a little green pukey face…
I love your dress up clothes and look forward to more each day!
At least you didn’t try to bleach your dark brown hair platinum and only stop when your scalp started bleeding…yep, been there :)
Love the blog. You really need to try to come to Blog USA in september…
How much fun you must have had to day. I think you get the bonkers award today. The pic of your surprised friend was the best!
Please please do not bleach your hair…as a former bleach blondie I am sooooo glad to be done with that stage of my life. If the urge strikes, pour scalding hot water on your head, leave some extra strong shampoo on for a day. When your scalp starts to itch and your hair feels dry and brittle…then you’ll know what it feels like to be a bleacher. Your brown curly locks are sweet and fun and YOU!
heee… is am so in love with you. blonde or not!
xo
Oh man this is fantastic. I love the look on your friend’s face when she sees you! haha….Swishy is pretty awesome, although I love your natural do. I have a pink bob wig and a long black wig. I’ve worn the long black wig out and felt pretty vixen but man it makes your head hot. hehe
I do love that dress. And the swishy suits you. But, not as much as your curls. Somehow, I think you are a curly-girl inside.
Do I even need to tell you how much I love that you would conduct this sort of experiment??
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Well you certainly look chic as a blond–though I’m jealous that you also happen to look beautiful in brown too. I’m so pale that my darker hair washes me out completely. Can you say “vampire”? :)