A Week(ish) in My Life
(This is a very long post, sorry I'm not sorry)
Oh man. I can't even begin to tell you my week. I feel like I've been running a marathon AND IT ISN'T EVEN OVER YET. Like, I can see the finish line in the distance but I'm starting to burn out and like, I'm dragging myself across the floor and people are yelling at me.
SO HERE'S WHAT HAPPENED:
We all remember Stephanie right? Resident arm twister, my mentor, Stephanie, right? Cool.
We're doing this competition throughout Paul Mitchell for our Queen For a Day prom campaign. The idea is to take one of the four prom looks put out by the company and then re-create it and make it your own. I didn't plan on doing it because, look- I love doing updos. I LOVE IT. And sometimes when stuff like this comes up and it's something I love to do- I hate competing. I don't want to lose and then be in doubt every time I do an updo. I just can't deal with it. YES, I AM A SORE LOSER.
So Stephanie comes up, grabbing on my elbow, "Did you send in the picture for Queen for a Day?" (We had to submit a picture to the school as like our "ticket" to be able to do the style on a model and have professional photos taken.)
"What? No. I wasn't-"
But then she gave me that look.
Anyone who knows her, knows she gives you this mom look. It's intense. It's like saying, "You better do it, right now" but WITH HER EYES. It's too much. It makes my heart crumble like when mom's disappointed with you.
"...I'll submit it today."
I did, because I'm a pansy and I don't like disappointing people.
So the next day for the photoshoot, I grab Kristina (our resident pin up model/stylist) and I'm like, "Let me slap a bob on you".
She was very patient with me, and sure enough- 15 minutes later there was a bob on her head. (It's a faux-bob, no one panic.)
Our photographer, by the way, is the owner of the school (NO PRESSURE OR ANYTHING). Kristina of course steps up to the lights and you know, does her thing- but I'm not liking it. And as most people know, authority does not scare me. So I looked to Eric-
"Can we move the light?"
"This one?"
"Yeah, I want it up here".
Eric complied, because I'm bossy and I think he liked that I wanted to move his whole set up.
"Kristina, do like... Betty Boop."
"Cool".
AND THEN FOR SOME REASON, MAGIC HAPPENED.
I KNOW, WHAT?! How amazing is this?
For those who are curious, I did the exact technique I showed in my faux-bob tutorial- except I added red extensions to the fronts and made the bob angular to be longer on one side. Kristina liked it so much she wants to lop all her hair off. AWESOME.
Then it was "Pie in the Face" day. We did this a couple times in the last few months for RUNraising and every time- I'm way to scared to do it. I know better than to throw things at my teachers... and I genuinely like a lot of them.
But not everyone was scared-
Poor Josh, he looks weird without his pompadore.
Then Amy took me to the rodeo 2 nights in a row. We were talking in class and we realized we both were obsessed with horseback riding.
She turned to me and was like, "You going to the rodeo?"
I was like, "Are you inviting me?"
"Yes."
"Then yes."
The concerts were amazing, by the way.
I love my face in the 3rd one. I call it my "Wallace and Gromit" face. Also, who is that girl in the background? Why is she creepin' on us? Rude.
THEN I DID A LOT OF HAIR:
My sister in law is a goober, seriously. This is obviously not a hairstyle by my creation but I did help...
Then I did a prom updo. Sorry I look so awkward Page.
I LOVE THIS PICTURE. I have no idea what Jae is doing, but it is hysterical.
Here's the final product! She seemed really happy and I loved the style on her.
Not pictured is the other girl I helped Jae do, or the other haircut I did on my sister in law's sister. OR THE MILLION OTHER THINGS I DID THIS WEEK.
Although it's been so hectic, I've had such a good time this week just doing my thing and being with my amazing group of friends and Paul Mitchell family.
Hopefully next week is just as good,
-SamanthaK