Y’all, like I mentioned in my last post, there’s a hodge podge of things coming at you—so much has happened in the past few weeks, time is flying by, and things are getting checked off the list so quickly that I can’t keep up! (Which is definitely a good thing. 
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I was going for Miley makeup—something pretty neutral and a little smokey on the eyes, but with big, big lashes. You see, I’m a bad example of how to wear makeup because while I wash my face daily, I don’t take my mascara off until the last possible day that it looks acceptable. I like my eyelashes to be super big, and since I have zero skills in applying makeup, false lashes aren’t in my future.
Photo via Fanpop / Miley’s Oscar 2010 look (I’m crazy obsessed with that Jenny Packham dress!)
So with all that said, here’s the before and after! (I’d like to point out that my eyes were NOT supposed to be closed, but Momma Otter took the photo and didn’t think to alert me to the fact that I closed my eyes. Sigh.)
Before ya’ll get to thinking that this post is going to be a really deep, philosophical look at my relationship with Mr. U, I’ll go ahead and let you know that my trust issues are of the superficial, hairstyling variety. As in, I don’t trust hairstylists.
I don’t know where this distrust began, but I’m convinced that hairstylists will tell you what you want to hear, regardless of how you actually look. Before any hairstylists get their knickers in a twist, I’ll go ahead and explain why I don’t trust hair people.
Example A: My mother allowed her hairdresser to HACK OFF ALL HER HAIR!!! The hairdresser said she looked fabulous. We just stared, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, too shocked to say a word.
Example B: I volunteered to be a hair show model for a renowned, Belgian hairstylist that was doing a demonstration here in Atlanta. I came out with a MULLET. A PURPLE MULLET!!!! It was hideous, but every last hairdresser in the place oohed and ahhed over my hair massacre like it was a work of art. Mr. Unicorn gently told me that it looked as awful as I suspected. Below is the photographic evidence, should you be daring enough to view it. And before you get on to me about the fugly dress, I’ll have you know that they MADE me wear that for the show.
Photo by Paul Mitchell Esani School.
This past weekend I traveled to the salon to finally have my hair and makeup trial! I’ve been excited about this since the early days of my Weddingbee blogging. My “Hair Ideas” Pinterest board has 48 pins on it. I think it’s safe to say that I care infinitely more about my wedding hairdo than my dress. Before I show you pics of the trial, a slightly inaccurate warning:
No, there are no actual dress pics ahead, but if you’d like some, go here. I’m glad I got one last use out of this amazing graphic, though.
I started out the day au naturel: my hair was still slightly damp from the shower, and my face was scrubbed clean. I looked amazing already:
