Showing posts with label hair colour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair colour. Show all posts

Sunday, 3 September 2023

Fantasy in the Forest Art Show Preparations!

As mentioned, our Ottawa family came over Friday. The plan was to visit Fantasy in the Forest. We've been talking about it since we attended in July. I made some preparations. First I checked the weather on Thursday, then on Friday. The forecast kept warming up! It was chilly last week.

Next: costumes. I sent texts to the girls, and asked about this: spray on, wash out colour. I ended up with a pink and turquoise. 

The next idea was fairy elf ears! I texted the girls, and they thought that might be interesting. 

 

Thursday morning I overdid it. I washed floors: kitchen, and two bathrooms. With both girls in their teens, I figured I best get it done. I used to leave it until after they left, little kids being what they are, but now things have changed.

I coloured my hair, as the spray-on stuff wasn't too exciting. It washed out easily with shampoo. Manic Panic Amplified was the brand I picked up for this. There were zero directions on the bottle, and a video that was little help.  Disposable shower cap, disposable gloves, a paintbrush for my hairline, vaseline around my hairline, 30 minutes on, I was good! I practised my make-up, just for fun.

 

Friday, the kids arrived for dinner. Pork tenderloin (BBQ), and stuff from Millar's Bay farm: beans, strawberries, corn. They have a new species of strawberry that is a late fall one.

Saturday morning, we planned on leaving about 9 a.m., so as to avoid crowds and parking issues. 

👂The ears were tricky. I did some research, and you can affix the ears with spirit gum. We didn't have any, but Caitlin had eyelash glue. We tested it out and it was perfect.

We planned out our ears, and costumes. Although, Josephine and Isabelle were all set. Izzy wouldn't tell me what she was wearing!  JL borrowed JB's cap and suspenders. We got up in good time to prepare, coffee and breakfast, then makeup and hair. 

Grampa had to stay home as our car only holds 5, and their EV would run out of juice on the trip. It was an hour there and 72 km. Then, they would have to do the 80 km, 1-hour drive home. 

The parking woman was blowing bubbles. She peeked in the car, complimented us on our costumes and makeup. I parked, and we lined up for the shuttle bus. 

You can see Caitlin's hair colour in this photo, I sprayed the pink on her. The blue didn't show up with her wonderful hair colour.




We all wore masks on the mini school bus. 


JL shared a shawarma plate with Caitlin at the glass mosaic grand table. It is a beautiful table.

They chatted with this young family, and the kid on the right was named Isabelle, the other one is Gabrielle. We saw them chatting with this dude later. 

I'll leave you with that. More later!

Thursday, 2 October 2014

More fall colours!


Teen years
Mostly to my waist
until high school
This time it's me! Why not spoil myself a little. Colouring your hair can take off ten years! It's lovely sitting in the salon, relaxing, not having anything to do but let the colour set. Listening to the chatter about one thing and another.

This is a silly post, but I asked hubby, "What colour should I colour my hair this time?"

 He said, "Make it funky, like you!"

 Talk about carte blanche! So unlike my first husband who, when I'd go for a change, would not comment at all. As if, recognising that I was looking fresh and terrific took something away from him.

1980
90's hair
I remember having a perm after my daughter was born. I'd been having them for years. She refused to recognize me for a bit. I had to put on a head scarf in order for her to breastfeed!


Book signing 2009
kiddie

Probably my true colours!


How has your hair changed over the years?!

This was the process!

First, Ashley paints on the lightener, wrapping the individual spots in foils. I sit, the go under the drier for a time, while I read a magazine. Then we wash that out, then she puts on the base colour.  I sit, again, nowhere to go, nothing to do. Bach home I go, to hubby who proudly beams as he looks at his, 'much younger wife!'
I'm worth it!