Oh yes, I’ve been waiting for this one.  I was waiting for a special occasion to have my hair done up.  Nothing sadder than having a fancy ‘do and sitting at home in your pj’s eating soup.  So I waited for my friends Chris and Angela to get married to test the hair.  Classy hair for a classy affair!

I wanted something something soft, loose and pretty like this:

Yeah, no, it doesn’t work.

Given the limpness of my hair and its slippery texture and pin-straightness, there’s no way I could do this kind of style and have it actually stay all day.  Such a shame…

Instead, my hair will require a lot more hairspray.  Here’s how it ended up, as soft and loose as possible:

That’s a lot of hairspray!  I have a retarded face from the front. A-hurrrr…

The hairspray worked though.  Ten hours later, after laughing, drinking, dancing, and getting rained on:

It was still intact!  And it’s all thanks to tons of hairspray and 31 bobbypins.  Now I just need to add some jewelry or flowers or something and I’m set!

To be honest, I kind of liked the lion hair I had after everything came out!  Rawr.  The whole thing with the muscle shirt, bloodshot eyes and dark circles just scream “coke whore couture, dahling!”  This is how I should get married.