Weddingbee Blog

Phew! Long time no post! I thought I would backtrack and blog about a few things pre-wedding before I inundated you all with my pro pics from the big day. My hair actually turned out very lovely the first time around… my mom’s and my maid of honor’s, though, not so much. To be fair, the above photo wasn’t Vanessa’s finished product, although it does capture the end result for my mom. And the words that came to mind were: Big, Southern hair.

My Maid of Honor chop, chop, chopped her hair down within a couple weeks of the wedding with no qualms from me whatsoever. This, however, proved to be quite the unwelcome challenge for my mother’s hairdresser friend.

Uh oh… what’s going on atop her head…

Vanessa had been beyond patient with me with many things, but I think this was the only legitimate “I’m not impressed” look I received from her through the whole wedding ordeal.

A little more fussing, and voila!

Not quite as Elvis-like, although not quite the idea we had been going for. Actually, now that I look at the file names, this hairstyle actually came before the huge Elvis heights were reached, and in all the images I have of the end result, I managed to chop out the voluminous mass of hair in my trademark “why-do-you-always-cut-off-everyone’s-foreheads” style. In the end, we concluded her hair was way too short to attempt anything but free-flowing curls, which she thoroughly enjoyed on the big day.

Our vintage inspirational photos were courtesy of Mrs. Shortcake’s research!

Did anyone avoid any hair disasters because of a hair trial?