Blogtoberfest Makeover!

I have a very low maintenance routine. I get my haircut maybe once a year, and have had a Mummy Pony-Tail since Master 6 was born. Some days it's the "kids are up, grab hair and shove into elastic, where the hell are my glasses" hair do, which is not touched again until bedtime, and looks appalling, but no one bothers telling me! I really hide behind the pony tail and my glasses, and my excess 50kg, hoping no one will notice me. However my friend's mum was visiting from Sydney and was Appalled at my do (or lack thereof), and 'donated' over a hundred dollars of 'product' to the cause. (Grateful though I was, she may as well have given me an Arabic dictionary. I am clueless).

However, in the spirit of Blogtoberfest, embracing newness, etc, I have challenged myself out of my comfort zone. No more easy. No more excuses. With a generous budget, I set forth.

I was referred to, arguably, Canberra's best hairdresser by a friend and her mum, and dutifully went along on the weekend. I had No Idea what I wanted. I shrugged and said "it's up to you - I really just want the unhealthy bits removed." Glasses off, I was blind and unable to watch the process unfold. Adam was not good, he was amazing. Utterly amazing, and I let him do what he had to do.

As someone who spends little time and money on her appearance, I adored the flat-white-on-tap, the head massages, the music, the chance to meditate and drink in being pampered on for the afternoon.

My hair, previously halfway down my back, felt lighter, softer, cleaner then ever before. I had a cut, a massage, a treatment, a wrap, an indirect dry (what the?!), and many coffees. How long was this taking?

At last the reveal. I was handed my glasses (I couldn't see where I'd put them down, I'm that blind), and was astonished. Lighter? Indeed. As Miss 2 said when I got home: "Where's hair Mummy?" And a pony tail? Not on your nellie. Barely enough for a clip!

Oh well, at least it will grow.....

j