I dyed my hair this week Don't worry, it's still my natural color; I just do it to cover my grays. Yes, at 28 years old, I have grays. What can I say? I am my father's daughter. It's nothing a $2.99 bottle of hair dye can't manage.
I gave myself a pedicure yesterday and did a pretty good job... it only took me about 90 minutes. OPI's Lincoln Park After Dark Suede, if you are wondering about the color of choice. I highly recommend it.
I went to the nail salon for a manicure last night because I cannot, for the life of me, paint my right hand with any color darker than clear.
While I was there, I also got my eyebrows waxed, which I have to say I really preferred over my threading experience. It's faster, cheaper, and far less painful. Also, I didn't walk around for the rest of the evening with bright red marks above my eyes. That's a plus. It''s decided... I'm going to be a waxing girl.
After the salon, I came home and shaved. Yes, this deserves mentioning. Because it's Decemeber, and my legs are always covered anyway, right?
And then I straightened my hair. Contrary to what pictures of me may show, this doesn't happen nearly as often as it once did. It's a process. But it always looks photo-worthy when it's done.
And when I was done, around midnight, I began tracking a flight. And I tossed and turned all night long in anticipation of it's arrival because this isn't just any flight; it's THE flight. The one that is bringing my love home to me today!
Yes, my man is on his way home, and in less than two hours, I will be able to look into his gorgeous eyes and give him the world's biggest hug... for the first time in EIGHT months.
THAT right there, folks, is going to be my best moment of 2010.