Over-Extended...

So, in effort to boost my self confidence (I know it's hard for some of you to believe that I have low self confidence, but I do)...I am on a weight loss kick, complete with working out...which you already know about from a few blogs down...

BUT...

I have also decided to grow my hair long again, because like every other thirteen year old, I believe that girls with long hair have all the fun (or is that blonds have all the fun...crap, I went back to my natural brunette)!  This is quite a challenge for me...those of you who know me know that I am all about the instant gratification....I want something, I want in NOW.

SO...

Hair extensions...right?!  You walk into the salon, and viola...you walk out looking like this...

I called my beloved hairstylist, her name is Jordan and she works at The Loft (never been?...go NOW, YOU WILL L-O-V-E IT!!!).  I shared with Jordan my brilliant idea, she asked me three questions:

1.  What is your motivation for getting hair extensions?

My answer:  "Motivation?  Um...well, because I want my hair to be long.  I've had it styled like Posh Spice long enough...it's time to grow it out.  Oh, and I'm not really good with the whole "waiting" period....I need it to be long now."

2.  Do you have the time for long hair?

My answer:  "Um, what do you mean?  Of course I don't have time, I just told you that I don't want to wait.  I want long hair NOW!"

*Jordan:  "Let me rephrase that question, long hair takes time...do you have the time to take care of your long hair?"

My second answer:  "Oh....well, no.  But that's the beauty of long hair....duh!? Can you say ponytail?"

3.  Do you follow directions well?  There are specific instructions on how to maintain and care for long hair, especially extensions.

My answer:  "Geez, Jordan...I would think that after styling my hair for the past three years and getting to know me, you would know that without a doubt I do NOT follow directions well.  I don't have time for directions or rules.  Rules, schmoolz."

And that was that...I was TOTALLY NOT ready or responsible enough for hair extensions...but I got them anyway. 

So, I arrived at my appointment.  I was SO excited!  I was certain that Pantene was going to call me to star in their next luxurious long hair commercial.  I was going to step out of the salon and turn heads...

Two hours later...after Jordan poured her blood, sweat and tears into placing the extensions into my hair...after she carefully styled my new do...she turned me around to face the mirror...

and....

this is what I saw....

I H-A-T-E-D the extensions.  I looked like a really bad, really early 80's Joan Jett, like I just needed to grab my electric guitar and take the stage for some hard core rock and roll....

"yeah...so, it's not what I envisioned."

Jordan:  "You don't like it?"

"no...it's not that I don't like it....it's that I HATE it, cut them out."

Jordan:  "WHAT?!?!  You don't want the extensions?!!!"

"um, yeah, no..."

forty five minutes later I walked out of the salon looking exactly the way I did when I walked in. 

But I did schedule my appointment to have my hair colored...

Now....I'm thinking pink highlights....   ;)