I finally hung the newest addition to my The Small Stakes collection. I've only had it for over a year. Silly me. I'm so fond of Jason Munn's work. This one is extra special now that The Morning Benders have changed their name (now POP ETC). It's so perfect next to Bob Dylan's Self Portrait, the color blue is exactly the same.
Over the past couple years, I can't count how many emails, comments or tweets I've gotten about my hair, "Is it real?", "What's your secret", "Omg!". Every single one of them, super flattering and kind. But my first thought is always, "Yeah, but they don't really know how much work it is!" I would take straight shiny locks over my own any day. Grass is always greener, eh? Truth is, I have super curly hair and a lot of it, and on some days it can be downright unmanageable. I dread going to the hair salon because it always takes the stylist double time. I always tip well, perhaps a little too well. Aside from all that, going to a salon is a totally new experience for me. My mother was a hair stylist and growing up all my haircuts took place in my kitchen. Me in my pj's and my mum working her magic on my challenging locks. I still haven't found a hair stylist that can cut my hair as well as my mother did, which is actually the reason my hair is so long. My mum taught me some super valuable tricks and lessons on styling which I am extremely fortunate to know. Anyways, here are a few of the questions I get asked the most.
I have never really thought of myself to be fond of yellow. My mother decorated our house in a primary color scheme, with red, blue, and lots and lots of yellow (french country). It's no wonder why I love white and neutrals. But lately, I've been having my moment with grey. With a new sofa, draperies, throw pillows, blankets and a new duvet, etc. I'm trying to add it just about everywhere. It wasn't until I started pinning all these rooms with grey, that I noticed how much I liked the two together. It's more of a golden yellow, but it's yellow. It's so lovely.
