Like many brides before me, I couldn’t wait to do a post-wedding chop! Brides-to-be often feel the pressure to grow out their hair leading up to the wedding for some preconceived idea of what “bridal hair” should look like. I guess you could say this partly described me (I wanted the gorgeous curly updo as much as the next girl), but really my hair was long to begin with. In fact, I can count on one hand the number of times I have gotten my hair cut (like literally five times in almost 30 years!). Of course we aren’t counting trims of an inch or whatever to keep it healthy and lose the split ends, but you know what I mean.
For me, my hair is my security blanket. It’s tied to my identity. It makes me feel feminine and pretty and maybe if I’m being totally honest, safe. I joke that my hair is like a curtain when it’s long, it just hangs there…but it also gives me something to hide behind, something to shield my emotions. It takes me back to the feeling of being a kid when all was right with the world. I never realized it before, but looking back, every time I cut my hair drastically it was at a time in my life when I was going through a major change (both good and bad.) Maybe I did it because in situations where things were chaotic, it was something I could control. I cut it for the first time in my life the year we were moving back from South Africa, then, the year I graduated college, followed by the year I broke up with my ex (the one before I met Billie), then the year Billie got sick and now this past time following our wedding. It may seem weird, but short hair brings out different emotions in me. It makes me feel strong and powerful. I feel like I’m taking control of my life and shoving myself out there into the world with my face exposed for all to see. Maybe I sound a little nutty, because maybe for you hair is just hair, and you change it all the time, and hey, that’s cool. To each their own!
I don’t speak Spanish…so yes, I assume that’s wrong, but it’s cute.
Hello hive!! Guess what?? I’m a missus!
I’m sure some of you are thinking…wait, what? You went from crafting to being back from your honey(mini-)moon? And you left us COMPLETELY HANGING?? (Yup, that’s right. I’m assuming you are all hanging on my every word.)
You see, I wrote a blog post the night before our wedding. Yup, I sure did. I was so tired, but I thought to myself, “I’m NOT going to be one of those brides who goes MIA until after her wedding! I WILL do a night before/morning of post!” So I took the time and wrote it, goddammit!
About five months ago, I talked about my inspiration for my hair and makeup for the big day, and I’ve finally been able to try it out! However, before I go into it, here’s a small piece of advice for all brides from Miss Goose: No matter what, ALWAYS GET A CONTRACT!
I’m a certified wedding planner, I know this! I have been diligent about getting extremely detailed contracts from all my vendors. Except my original hairstylist.
She was recommended by one of our other vendors. I did meet with her and discuss what I was looking for, but we never signed anything. I had a funny feeling, but I didn’t push too much. Then, back in June, I called to schedule a time to do a trial, and I found out that she is going to be on vacation during our wedding. So, about two months out, and I hadn’t booked anyone. I was able to stay calm, but I was a bit nervous.
I’ve mentioned in the past that we’ve had some family drama. My parents are divorced (not at all amicably) and my dad is remarried—to a woman 20 years younger. (I mean, you’re going to see my wedding pictures; it’s not exactly a secret.) Both Clover Dad & his wife were previously married, and they got married when my sister and I were in our 20s (which is why you may notice I refer to her as my dad’s wife—it seems strange to call her my stepmother).
That’s a tricky situation, and it hasn’t always been pretty.
We’ve had several pretty long periods in which we’ve had almost no contact with her, and she didn’t meet Shamrock until we were engaged. The four of us sat down together, and one of the things K (Dad’s wife) emphasized was that she really wanted the time leading up to the wedding to be special for us, and she wanted to do everything possible to make it that way.