Luminous or Peggy Bundy-ish?

Well, I had quite the beauty transformation weekend. Saturday morning I spent 3 hours at the salon and came home with mixed results. Saturday evening I got some new makeup to try and freshen up my face. I don't want to call it a reinvention but maybe just a spruce up.

My salon visit was interesting this time. Let me preface this section by telling you that I LOVE my hair girl (we'll call her "S"). She's awesome and usually just knows what to do to make me look hot. I've been going to her for over a year and haven't had any disappointments so far. But, Saturday was not a good visit. I usually go into my hair appointments with an open mind and discuss how I'm feeling with "S". We'll then decide which way to go with my hair. I knew I only wanted a trim because I like my cut but I didn't really know where I wanted to go with the color. I suggested going lighter because it's summer and I like light hair on myself. "S" suggested toning down the highlights I had and doing a reddish tint. I've never gone really red and just don't know that I can pull it off. So I was really iffy on that idea. "S" told me that we'd do golden highlights and a copper-ish tint over that. I trusted her because she always makes me look good.

Fast forward an hour. I come out of the shampoo and look at my hair in the mirror. It's orange. I immediately tell "S" that it's too red but she suggested waiting until it was blown dry and then deciding if I like it. After the blow dry my immediate reaction was, NO! It was like Kathy Griffin's hair. Way too orange. I told her I hated it and I couldn't pull it off. It definitely wasn't me. So, she toned it down for me. But that pretty much just meant getting rid of all the highlights. So now I have dark reddish-brown hair that is a cross breed of Peggy Bundy and Debra Messing. Joe keeps telling me that it looks good and he likes it. I keep telling him he's a liar. But, at this point, I'm going to own it. I've come this far I might as well give it a shot. It's only six weeks and then I can do something else. There are far more important things to worry about than hair.

Like makeup. I don't usually wear a lot of makeup. I'll usually just do some concealer on my under eye circles, some eyeshadow, blush and mascara. I didn't really think I needed foundation and I hate how heavy and greasy it feels on my face. But recent pictures of myself really brought to my attention that I need to be wearing something. I think I'm getting a little too old and sun damaged to go bare faced. After some research (and a recommendation from a friend) I decided to go with Bare Minerals by Bare Escentuals. You've probably all seen the infomercials. You know... swirl, tap, buff. The people on the commercials always look so great. So, I got the starter kit. That stuff is expensive but can you really put a price on luminous skin? I think not.

So I'm starting July with a new look. Peggy Bundy-ish hair and new, radiant (I hope) looking skin. The picture above is of me (and my new hair) and sweet little Peyton whose little neck just can't hold up her head yet. I'll let you be the judge of the new me.