Leighann's Sisterlocks

Meeting a Fellow Locker!

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann Lord) — Mon, 03 Oct 2011 04:04:00 +0000

I performed at The Comedy Zone - DC this weekend and had the pleasure of meeting fellow locker and long time blog follower Dee Murphy! You know I HAD to take picture! Thanks, Dee!

Sisterlocks in DC

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann Lord) — Sat, 01 Oct 2011 04:53:00 +0000

I had the pleasure of meeting Dee Murphy a long time loc watcher, who's had her own lovely set for three years. Dee came out to see my show at The Comedy Zone DC this weekend. Woo Hoo!

Great Hair Day In The Mother Land

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann Lord) — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 13:30:00 +0000

On Tour with Armed Forces Entertainment

This photo was taken after our last comedy show at Camp Lemmonier in Djibouti, Africa. The focus of the photo was the belt buckle, (which was given to me by a very sweet soldier named William) but I think having a good hair day in 110 degree heat is an accomplishment.

Hair How: I achieved the curly look by pulling my locks back into a ponytail, spritzing lightly with water and then doing four braids that I knotted at the bottom. It's pretty simple, but I will post a pick if I can find one. I wore it like that during the day, unbraided it and was good to go for the evening. Depending on heat, humidity and the length of my locks this look will last about two days. I'll take that.

Glam-Locks

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann Lord) — Wed, 24 Aug 2011 19:38:00 +0000

Neil deGrasse Tyson & Leighann Lord @ The Natl. Arts Club

I recently attended a black tie affair at The National Arts Club so I wanted to glam it up a bit. I rolled my Sisterlocks on Soft Spikes. I use both the long and the short ones interchangeably. To achieve this style, I pulled my hair back into a loose, comfortable ponytail, sectioned my hair, lightly spritzed it with water and rolled my hair up to the ponytail holder, not to the scalp. I used, approximately 15 Soft Spikes.

I do this for two reasons. First, my hair is long (lower back) and I just don’t have the patience to roll all of it. Second, and most important, not rolling all the way to my scalp puts less pressure on my roots. It’s also infinitely more comfortable to sleep in. The results aren't too bad if I say so myself. :-)

10 Year Sisterlocks Anniversary

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann Lord) — Sat, 02 Jul 2011 18:04:00 +0000

July 1 is my 10 Sisterlocks Anniversary! Technically, it's a two-day anniversary since my consultant didn't finish installing my locks until late on July 2. It's been an amazing ride and after a decade I can still say that getting Sisterlocks is the best decision I've ever made for me and my hair. Please enjoy an article I wrote in May about my locks. The piece originally appeared in my weekly humor, The Urban Erma:

“Is That Your Real Hair?"
"Are Those Your Real Manners?”

This is one of my favorite jokes in my act because in real life people ask very rude questions, and we all wish we had a snappy retort ready to go. The joke gets two reactions:

1. Knowing head nods and murmurs of approval from people who’ve been asked this crass question.

2. Dead silence from the people who are guilty of doing the asking. They feel called out and judged, and I’m glad. Sometimes comedy has the power to entertain and teach.

I’ve had dreadlocks - Sisterlocks to be specific - for almost 10 years. Even with a little trim here and there, my locks have grown quite long. At least once a year some troglodyte asks, “Is that your real hair?” And it never fails to irritate me. This question speaks volumes. If an African American woman has long hair it must be fake? Go fornicate yourself.

[Deep breath.] Okay. I’m back now.

I know this should be a teachable moment. But I don’t know which lesson to start with first: culture literacy, common sense, or courtesy.

Believe it or not I love talking about natural hair, the locking process, the different types of locks, and can do so ad nauseam. In fact I used to do an entire blog about my locks. Because Sisterlocks are much smaller than traditional locks, I sometimes get quizzical looks from interested observers. Total strangers ask me what kind of locks I have and I’m more than happy to tell them. This most recent encounter, however, did not make me happy at all.

I had actually taken the time to curl my hair. I don’t do it that often anymore because I hate rollers, but having Sisterlocks gives me a great deal of styling flexibility. If I say so myself, I was looking cute.

A gentleman, who I know but hadn’t seen in a while said, “Wow, nice!” Then he proceeded to reach out and touch my hair — ooh that’s a no, no! Rest assured, we’re not that close. He touched my hair and said, “Is that real?”

“Yes,” I said with all the ice and venom I could muster. Mission accomplished because that’s when the stuttering and back pedaling started.

“Ah, well,” he said, “Women sometimes wear wigs.”

“Yes, they do.” I said, the temperature in the room still dropping. “I don’t.” The conversation ended shortly after that. But really, what else is there to say after you’ve revealed yourself to be an oaf?

Let’s say for sake of argument it wasn’t my hair. Maybe I was wearing a wig, a weave, extensions, whatever. The last thing I would want is anyone drawing attention to that. What purpose does it serve to ask such a thing out loud and in front of other people? Was it to chagrin, humiliate, detract? “Yes, you look nice but . . . ” Oh no, not on my watch. There was a time when I might have tried to laugh it off. Those days are over. I’ll not allow it. Unwarranted. Unacceptable. Unforgiven.

Very young children do this all time. They ask socially awkward questions. They blurt out whatever is on their little minds, until their parents can teach them otherwise. So you would think an adult — pushing a hard 60 — would already know better, but alas no. The social graces are on the decline but I would never think to say, “I see you have a cold sore. Is that a herpes flare up?”

I guess that’s why I love my joke so much:

“Is that your real hair?”
“Are those your real manners?”

It’s empowering. It turns the situation around. It says, I won’t let your insensitive comments diminish me. I prefer to make your ignorance embarrass you. Class dismissed.

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noreply@blogger.com (Leighann Lord) — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 12:41:00 +0000

If you missed me (and my 8-Year-Old Sisterlocks) on CNN American Morning with Reporter Carole Costello and a panel of women talking about Sarah Palin's appearance on Oprah you can watch it HERE. We chatted for about an hour and they whittled it down to what feels like 30 seconds, but it was fun. If you want more check out the accompanying article HERE.

Sister is the First Word in Sisterlocks for a Reason

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Wed, 11 Mar 2009 21:00:00 +0000

So, I'm strolling through the Beauty Supply store. With Sisterlocks I hardly use any product in my hair but that doesn't stop me from frequently browsing the accessories aisle. A new clip, clamp, barrette or scrunchy is always fun to add to the arsenal. From my peripheral vision I see a lady coming towards me. To be polite I step out of her way but she stepped with me, and was so close I could hear her breathing. I'm thinking, "Hey, do I know you."

As a New Yorker, I'm a little hyper sensitive to intrusions on my personal space. If we're not jammed together on the subway during rush hour, you need to back up off me. When I turn to face the woman, I see she's not even looking at me, per se, but steady staring at my hair. Never making eye contact she said, "When are you gonna take your braids out?" Actually she whispered -- more to herself, than to me -- "When is she gonna take her braids out?" Did she mean to say that out loud? Who knows? At that moment I didn't care.

I've had locks for over seven years and sometimes it still bothers me when people mistake them for braids. This was one of those times. Part of it was her appearance. She worked at the store, which may explain why she was sporting colored contact lenses, enough makeup to embarrass a clown and a long, bone straight, auburn wig that would have done Cher proud. My first thought was, "Now I know SHE'S not accusing ME of having fake hair!" I'm not proud of it, but in that split second I judged her on her appearance and found her wanting.

On the positive side though, I remembered that it's vitally important to think before you speak and not speak everything you think. I was, after all, in a traditional urban beauty supply store where they may not get a lot of natural heads; and the ones they do get may be looking for products to chemically alter their hair.

I took a breath, smiled and said: "They're not braids, they're locks."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Wow, they're so small. That must have taken a long time."
"Yeah, but it was worth it."

Whether I want to be or not, I'm a walking advertisement for natural hair in general and Sisterlocks in particular. The way I wear my hair and the way I respond to questions about it may inspire someone go down the path of natural hair or at least encourage them to get more information. How we wear our hair is a personal choice, but so much better when that choice is an educated and informed one.

What if I – and my locks that look like braids -- just happen to be the first stop on someone's quest for information? What if I put them off by being angry and judgmental of their choices? Then I've lost the opportunity to plant a seed, win a convert, make a friend.

Yes, I may get tired sometimes answering the same old questions, but what's old hat for me may be brand new to someone else. I remember when I was first wrestling with the decision to go natural. I asked a lot of people, a lot of questions, all the time. I owe everybody who answered me a debt of gratitude. I only know what I know now thanks to them. The least I can do is graciously pass it on.

Besides, a self righteous, holier than thou attitude is just not attractive; and my ego demands I be cute inside and out.

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NOTE: I'm sorry I've been away from my SL Blog for sooooo long. I am deeply touched by all the comments and emails that so many of you have sent me in the time I've been gone. For new visitors, all the pertinent information about my Sisterlocks journey is pretty much here in the archives. I've had my SL's for 7 + years now and I grow happier with them everyday! I'm not sure how often I'll post back here, but I invite you to visit my website www.VeryFunnyLady.com and read my weekly humor column at www.ComicPerspective.com. Locks of Love, Leighann

Appearing in Indianapolis 3/26 - 29, 2009!

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 16:17:00 +0000

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Working Out With Sisterlocks

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Mon, 15 Jan 2007 02:47:00 +0000

It's that time of the year. After the holidays a lot of folks feel the need to start exercising. I understand that. This past Christmas there might have been a slice or two or three of sweet potato pie with my name on it. :-)
But working out is way easier said than done.

Early last year I began to notice that I wasn't as toned and flexible as I used to be. I looked "ok" but I wasn't feeling good in my clothes or my skin. I was beginning to learn that being slim does not mean being in shape.

I complained for several months and when that didn't fix the problem I realized I might actually have to start working out again. Tricky thing that, since the gym is NOT my thing. I've never been very athletic, and going to the gym is torture for me. I'd rather stand on line at the DMV, do Jury Duty and then go to the dentist for a root canal. Yes, I hate it that much.

So what's a girl to do? Yoga? No. Running? No. Belly Dancing? Hell, no. Although my ego assures me I'd be great at it. What's left? For me: Martial Arts, of course. I've practiced various forms on and off for a few years and I get mad at myself whenever I get away from it. I love it because I get a work out and I learn something: the skill of self defense.

I'm proud to say that since April 2005 I've been practicing a mixed martial art that includes Karate, kick boxing and grappling. What's grappling? Think wrestling. Unlike the movies, most fights end up on the ground. What do you do then? Grapple, get the advantage and proceed to apply a world of hurt on the unsuspecting fool who didn't know you had skills. Well, that's theory after long years of consistent training. :-)

The first few weeks were hard and I'm embarrassed to say that just the warm up before class wore me out. First class, in the middle of a sit up, I pulled a muscle so deep in my chest I thought I was having a heart attack! But I've stuck with it and now I train four to six hours a week. (Which you can see has seriously cut into my blogging time!) Last month I earned my yellow belt (my school goes from white, to blue, to yellow, green, red brown, black) and I'm seriously considering going all the way to black. I'm not sure though; that could be the fumes from the Ben Gay talking.

What Does This Have to Do With hair?

Not much actually, except that I don't have to worry about my hair when I work out. Having Sisterlocks actually makes it easier. If I want to have a little curl/crinkle after class, I lightly mist my locks then braid or two strand twist them (knotting the ends for a finished look); pull them back or up from my face and go. If not, a plain old pony tail will do. Don't have enough for a pony tail? Pin it back or just slap on a scarf. When I undid that these twists I got style in the top photo.

Even washing my hair after class is not the chore it would have been without Sisterlocks.

I remember one of the first things I did when I first got my locks was to take a swimming class. I made up my mind that my hair was no longer gonna stop me from jumping in the pool instead of sitting on the sidelines trying not to mess up my do. I'm not a great swimmer. I'm not even a good swimmer, but at least now I have options, thanks to my Sisterlocks.

So come on ladies: It's a new year; a new you. Get out there and exercise your options! :-)

Sisters in Sisterlocks

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Sun, 07 Jan 2007 15:58:00 +0000

One of the things I love about Sisterlocks is the wonderful community of women (Locked Hair Blog Exchange & LockItUp Yahoo Group) whom I have met because of them. And in 2006 I met quite a few:

Locks in the City
In June 2006 I had the pleasure of meeting and hanging out with the sisters from Dallas/Fort Worth and several other cities who visited the Big Apple. (You can see posts and photos of that visit here: Welcome To New York, Khamit Kinks and The Laugh Factory.)

OB (The Original Blogger) Meets UB (The Ultimate Blogger)
It was an honor and a privilege to finally meet Brunsli. Not only is she the consumate blogger, but she is a very smart, sweet, and savvy lady. We hung out for hours in NYC eating, talking, shopping, strolling, getting manicures. I feel a little guilty about introducing her to Ricky's, but it is the Hair & Body Product Mecca! I couldn't in all good conscience NOT take her. I soooo enjoyed our time together and look forward to the next!

Divas and Dumplings in Dallas
In August 2006 a last minute visit to Dallas to do a private corporate show gave me a chance to hook up with my girl, Creyole! We went to eat at my unabashed favorite: The Cracker Barrel, and yes, I had the dumplings!

Honestly, since the trip was so last minute I didn't expect to see anybody, but Creyole surprised me by having BlaqKofi join us! A double treat! This was my first time to meet BlaqKofi since she had not made the trip to New York with the DFW crew in June.

I really can't say enough about how wonderful it was to sit and talk with these amazing women. I love their blogs, but they themselves are even more beautiful and charming fun in person. They made my trip!

Fancy Meeting You Here!
In September 2006 while passing through the airport in Turks & Caicos I saw an airline gate agent with a lovely set of small locks. When I complimented her she said, "They're Sisterlocks! You too, right?" Yea! And that's how I met, Ms. R.

Her thick and bountiful head of two year old Sisterlocks were done in Jamaica. She commutes to have them done and complained that she was in dire need of a retightening, but I sure couldn't tell. Her Hubby, who also works for the airline, was kind enough to take our photo.

My Sisters in Sigma
In November 2006 I had a long overdue lunch with some of my Sorors (Sigma Gamma Rho) at The Harlem Tea Room. It's hard with careers, families, and geography but we try to see each other a few times a year. It's important to keep up with the people who "knew you when." Sometimes I can't believe how long I've known them. I tease them and say I've got start getting some younger friends. Funny thing is, they are all a "little" younger than me. I served as their (very young) Grad Adivsor when they pledged. Grown women that they are, they'll always be "my girls." Now while the picture doesn't show it, I'm ticked to report that we're all sporting natural hair!

Back in the Apple Again
In December 2006, thanks to Michelle, we had a small get together in NYC at Negril Village. The food and conversation were wonderful! Pictured are: Juanita, Yours Truly, Michelle, Karen, Diane and Lynda. Very generously, Lynda brought a goody bag of hair accessories to share with us!

I so enjoy meeting fellow Sisterlocks wearers, and especially those considering SLs. (Veronica, have you decided yet? I know it's the best thing I've ever done for my hair.:-) But because of the active on line community it seems like actually meeting people in person is just a formality. We already "know" each other. And the camaraderie is instant and sincere. Dr. Cornwell says Sisterlocks in not just a hairstyle, it's a lifetstyle; one that includes the warm, supportive and beautiful people I have happily come to know. I'm looking forward to meeting even more of you in 2007!

Happy New Year!

Of Lake & Locks

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Tue, 02 Jan 2007 18:13:00 +0000

My husband and I drove upstate and a New Year's Eve show in Lake Placid, home of the 1936 and 1980 Winter Olympics. It turns out, that's where Winter's been hiding. As you can see I was prepared. Couldn't let the locks get to chilly.

Bobby Stick Tip

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Thu, 28 Dec 2006 13:17:00 +0000

BlaqKofi said... I own a bobby stick, but haven't been able to use it - or apparently, I haven't been using it correctly. Guess I better go back and read your November post.

Hi BlaqKofi,

Interestingly enough, the best way to use the Bobby Stick is to disregard the directions. The directions on the back of the package say to insert the stick from the bottom. I think the way I (and most people) grab and twist their hair, the bottom is too thick to put the Bobby through. I stick it through the top as you can see in the photos below. I think that secures my hair much better.

This is not the neatest updo, but you get the picture. (No pun intended.) I hope this helps.

Merry Christmas!

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Mon, 25 Dec 2006 07:27:00 +0000

From Me & My Furry Guys!

Hairagami Anybody?

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Sat, 23 Dec 2006 03:53:00 +0000

You don't necessarily need a hair toy to make an up do, but I was in the mood to play, so I picked up a package of Spring Rings at CVS and did just that. I've seen a bunch of Hairagami products over the years. Some work for me, some don't, but the Spring Rolls were surprisingly easy. I've always passed them up because they look so complicated, but I was presently surprised to see that they work as advertised. Twist in, twist out. Very cool! If you're looking for a bit of jazz and pizzazz to ring in the New Year, this might do the trick for you.

For simplicity though, nothing beats The Bobby Stick, which I blogged about last November.

Addendum: Bejoran Earrings?

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Fri, 03 Nov 2006 16:19:00 +0000

At 9:38 AM, sunsail asked ...
Live long and prosper, chile! ... Where did you get the Bejoran earrings??

Believe it or not, I found them years ago at the one and only Star Trek convention I ever went to here in New York. I was quite a trip. Those folks are SERIOUS. I over heard a husband and wife arguing at the convention. She was just a bit pissed that he had spent $2,000 on Star Trek TNG captain's uniform.

"Hailing Frequencies Open, Captain."

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Fri, 03 Nov 2006 03:56:00 +0000

On Halloween, I dressed up as Lieutenant Uhura from The Original Star Trek. In lieu of a wig I sported an updo; an adorned bun. Fellow Trekkies may notice that I'm sporting Bejoran ear cuffs which actually don't appear until Star Trek: The Next Generation; specifically Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. (Benjamin Sisko -- Avery Brooks -- was the sexiest Captain, ever! You might recall him as Hawk, from Spencer For Hire.) Hope you had a Happy Halloween!

It's Been A Long Time...

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Wed, 25 Oct 2006 14:18:00 +0000

"...I shouldn't have left you,
without a cool blog to step to..."

You Old School Rap fans might recognize this paraphrasing from Erik B & Rakim's "I Know You Got Soul" on the "Paid in Full" album, 1987! (Ah, the 80's.)

Hey Everybody!

Yes indeed it has truly been a long time since my last post. I've been super busy but some recent concerned e-mails from my fellow Sisterlocks Sisters & Bloggers (you know who you are :-) have made it quite clear: that's NO EXCUSE. I should at least be doing a monthly update. Agreed! I feel cared for and chastised at the same time! :-)

I will try to do better.

My Little Old Man
One of the reasons I've been so busy is that my husband and I adopted a seven-year old, special needs Cocker Spaniel named Rolie. After two operations on his ears, he's semi deaf. He takes Thryoid medication every other day and while he's house broken, he's had a few accidents in the house due to illness. My rug will never be the same. Now I work harder than ever because apparently dog food costs money. :-)

But lest you think it's all gloom and doom, let me assure you Rolie is a handsome, sweet and shy dog who loves taking us for walks in the park. My Little Old Man loves apples, bananas and chewing gum. He's clearly not supposed to have the latter, but he's always trying to steal a pack out of my purse.

As any animal lover knows, caring for a young, healthy dog takes time; a special little old guy like Rolie, even more so. But he's so adorable, with the most soft and lush coat of fur I have ever seen. Unfortunately, his hair is way too soft for Brotherlocks.

Speaking of locks, as of this past July mine are now five years old. And I can honestly say I am more happy now than ever that I chose Sisterlocks! Not only because it's the best decision I've ever made about my hair, but because of the community of people I have come to know on and off line.

You ladies are amazing!

Thank you sooooo much to all of you who e-mailed to check up on me and say hello while I've been absent from the blogosphere. I appreciate that more than you know.

I'm also pleased to see that so many people find my blog so useful. All the thank you e-mails have been very uplifting! You're all very welcome!!!!

It's nice to be back and I promise not to be gone so long!

(Note: In the two above photos my locks are freshly washed and unstyled. The dog is freshly groomed.)

We Took Over The Laugh Factory

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Mon, 19 Jun 2006 17:18:00 +0000

You know, I'm so used to performing for strangers, that I'd forgotten how nerve racking it can be when you KNOW people in the audience! Yikes! But when the MC introduced me, the cheers and applause were so thunderous I felt like a rock star! I was only one of the comics on that night, but the ladies made me feel like I was the only one in the room. They could have done anything with their Saturday Night in the City and they came out to see me. (A risky proposition since comedy and what's funny is sooo subjective.) But like the Visa commercial touts -- priceless.

And thanks to Jack, the manager, we were able to get on stage after the show like we owned the joint and take pictures. It was a wonderful night!

Saturday Night Dinner @ Amy Ruth's

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Mon, 19 Jun 2006 17:07:00 +0000

Well, if you've been reading everyone's blog, you've probably already seen most of these pictures from the G.R.I.T.S /Siserlocks trip to NY, but the more the merrier! I don't know when I've last had so much fun.

Now if you ask me how the actual food was, I couldn't really tell you. I was having so much fun, I didn't eat that much. I nibbled at my honey dipped chicken, collard greens and potato salad. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to go back!

It was so wonderful to finally meet women in person who I feel like I already know. For me it started with LaChanda and Karen late Thursday night, Brunsli on Friday and then the group at large on Saturday. From the way we hugged, photographed, laughed, photographed, talked, photographed, hugged, photographed you'd of thought we'd all known each other from way back in the day!

A running theme of the gathering was how Sisterlocks look different on everybody! That's a beautiful thing! There was a healthy amount of lock envy/appreciation going on. I think the most often asked questions were:

1. How long have you had your locks?
2. How long does it take you to retighten them?
3. Do you do them yourself?
4. May I touch your hair?

Major kudos to Lynda who brought a goody bag filled with hair toys! GREAT THINKING!! I am loving my jeweled black cowrie shells!

Khamit Kinks

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Fri, 16 Jun 2006 18:09:00 +0000

Brunsli and I hopped on the downtown number one train and headed down to Khamit Kinks, a natural hair care salon in the City. They had a few hair ornaments for sale and of course we couldn't resist. We even took a photo (top right) with the founder and owner, Anu Prestonia.

Welcome to NY

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Thu, 15 Jun 2006 13:00:00 +0000

Well, the Ladies from Dallas came and took New York by storm! I met up with LaChanda and Sister-In-Locks right in Times Square after The Color Purple and after my show at the Improv. We didn't get a picture of the three of us together because we were, after all, in Times Square. More photos to come....

Where There's A Need

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Thu, 08 Jun 2006 02:58:00 +0000

Whether natural or chemically treated, our hair, our crown is part of how the world sees us and how we see ourselves. It can be devastating to lose your hair due to illness.

There’s a wonderful new organization here in New York called Where There's A Need. Recently profiled in the New York Daily News series "Celebrating New Yorkers Who Make A Difference" (May 25, 2006):

"The Mission of Where There’s A Need Inc. is to support women & children who have cancer, and have experienced hair loss due to chemotherapy & radiation cancer treatment. The loss of hair can be extremely difficult, in particular for women & little girls."

I called and spoke with the founder, Cheryl James; a lovely woman who is anxious to get the word out about her organization. They "donate specially designed headwear, with attached hair, to cancer hospitals for their patients." And for a small fee will do a special order scarf. The goal of her organization is to, "boost the self-esteem of the cancer patients during a time of affliction and uncertainty."

Please help spread the word.

Consultant Update

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Mon, 05 Jun 2006 13:24:00 +0000

My Consultant, the Fabulous Khumura, can now be reached @ 917-650-5544.

Wedding Hair....

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Sun, 04 Jun 2006 21:22:00 +0000

Went to a wedding last weekend in Hot-lanta (Atlanta, GA). The heat sure makes it hard to keep a hairstyle, but I tried to work it anyway.

I curled my hair the night before on Soft Spike Curlers and wore an updo using a Bobby Stick. I accented with a flowered hair clip from Claire's. Yes, I know the store is really for adolescent girls, but there's some really cute hair stuff in there. The grown up version of Claire's is Icing. Same stuff, less acne.

I think the second picture shows the locks in better detail. I love updos but after a while they begin to give me a bit of headache. It's like my locks don't want to be on lock down. Because I only used the Bobby Stick and didn't sure it up with pins, I found myself tucking in stray locks that were trying to escape. At least once I had to take it down and redo do it all together. Thankfully it's rather easy.

Why did I even bother with an updo? Well, because of the dress. I can't take any credit for it. My Mom (The Catalog Queen) saw it one of her catalogs and thought it would be perfect me. I don't know when I've ever gotten so many compliments on an outfit. If I could find a reason to wear it everyday I would.

noreply@blogger.com (Leighann) — Sun, 04 Jun 2006 12:00:00 +0000

I would be remiss if I didn't include at least one photo from the wedding. At the reception this is my mom, the bride (my niece) and moi. The arm bracelet is from Claire's. Did I mention they have cute stuff?