Hair comments in the real world

I went to my first yoga class ever with Chemist Friend yesterday. I’m not really sure what to make of the whole yoga-thing: It seemed to be some light stretching, light meditation, some static body weight exercise and some balance exercises. I think we will try again though, even if it didn’t feel like a “workout” it was still pretty challenging and different.
  

I had my hair in a braided Nautilus bun but it kept getting in my way whenever we were on the back. Even when I pack my buns as tightly as I can, they’re still about the size of an orange. I took the Flexi out but then my braid seemed to enjoy “snaking” itself around me and irritating me.

   

Any hints on how to wear long hair for yoga? Maybe a crown wrap?  

    

After the class when we went to get our clothes, a girl in the shower room suddenly asked me about my hair. I get so completely confused and embarrassed whenever people ask about my hair!

    

Maybe I should read up on the Hair comments in the real world thread so I can learn how to have a normal conversation about a simple subject with strangers?

                                                                   

Between my mumblings and half-answers I managed to give out one of my cards  so maybe she will be reading this. In that case: Hi! I swear I usually make more sense than I did yesterday!
          

Crazy 88

I felt the urge to do something different with my hair today and came up with this…

Double figure 8 buns.

I’m not sure they will hold though; they’re put up with only 2 small claw clips and a hair scoo each and don’t feel entirely stabile. Unfortunately all my other toys are either too big or too small.

Slightly crooked but I think I like…

And now for something completely different

I received an order on contact lenses a few days ago. Aside from my trusty normal lenses, I had ordered coloured ones too.

Why the coloured lenses? Well, why not, really? It’s fun.

Well, actually coloured lenses has a special place in my heart. Back when I first tried contact lenses I had big problems getting my lenses in. Not only did I hate having to touch my eyeballs, the lenses I first used were really slippery and hard to handle. For some reason, probably youthful vanity, I decided to try coloured ones. The coloured lenses were so much easier to handle! They didn’t slip, fold up, collapse on my fingers or turn themselves inside out, so all of a sudden all my handling problems were gone!

(Still disappointed the contact lens girl didn’t recommend those for me when I described the problems I had with my first lenses. It just seems like one of those things you should know when you draw your salary from helping people with contact lenses. “Oh, you have problems with the actual handling? Well, maybe we should try a slightly stiffer lens for you that doesn’t fold up or turn itself inside out.” Yeah…)

After I got into a routine and got the hang of handling, I ended up switching to 1-day lenses. I really like the idea of just taking a fresh new lens out every day. I discovered Acuvue 1-day lenses that I’ve been wearing for, gosh, 10 years? This is by far my favourite lens, ever, hand down, thumbs in the air, fist pumping and what have you. This is one of those things where when you discover it, you stick with it forever. I’ve worn contact lenses for 15 years maybe and these are simply the best. They’re so easy to handle and almost feel like they “blend” into your eyes. I’ve never felt these in my eyes unlike other brands or lines. (Of course excluding when I get a foreign particle in my eye)

Igor with glasses. I hate glasses. They slide, irritate me and narrow my field of vision. Also, completely shallow reason: They make my already small eyes smaller.

Please ignore all stupid expressions!

One green Freshlook one day lens in the right eye.

Both eyes green. I’m not very impressed with the “green”. Honestly it looks any other colour than green! Yellow-ish, brown-ish, blue-ish?

Igor with one blue Freshlook one day lens in the right eye.

Both eyes blue. My eyes look slightly darker, but very close to natural.

One grey Freshlook one day lens in the right eye. The grey ones are definitely the closest to my natural eye colour.

Both eyes grey.

The Freshlook lenses also came in brown but I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t work with my complexion at all. Now I kind of do want to try them though! Maybe my next order. In general, the Freshlook lenses don’t have the same flawless handling and fit as the Acuvue. They slip on my fingers, they collapse, turn themselves inside out and doesn’t “attach” as quickly and seamlessly like the Acuvue. 

Oiling

When it comes to oiling the hair, there are two common methods: Heavy oiling and light oiling.

   

Heavy oiling is when you feed the hair more oil than you know it can absorb. This of course means it’s not really something you can look presentable in public with and it will most likely result in dripping. I prefer doing my Ankylosaurus or Nodosaurus to oil just the length, but other longhairs use different methods and oil the scalp too. This can of course also depend on the different oil since not all oils work for all scalps. Heavy oiling is usually messy and need some sort of containment.

  

Light oiling is when you feed the hair less oil than you know it can absorb. This of course means that you can add oil to the hair and go about your daily business and no one will be the wiser. No evident greasiness or dripping. Usually people will add some drops of oil focussing on the ends. Personally, I prefer an oil spray to do this. I bought a nice oil spray for kitchen use with a pump-action. It does a nice “dusting” of oil over my ends and just needs a quick combing though afterwards.

       

          

I have a pretty random mix of oils in mine at the moment: Bit of olive, some camellia leftovers, hemp, argan and walnut. It works “double” for me too since my ends always have dried a bit too much for my taste before I finish putting my hair up. I can do a quick re-moistening of them with the oil spray and I’m good to go.

My parents have a really clever oil spray! It was bought as a mixer for oil and vinegar for salads, but since it’s just two containers with an adjustable spray, it would work for two oils too. You can slide it between 100% of canister 1 and 100% of canister 2 with all mixes in between. I thought it was really clever and I just might get one for myself even though I don’t consider myself a “real” oil user. I’m imagining filling it with something like a heavy oil mix and a light oil mix that you can adjust.

         

          

      

I had expected it to be really expensive since it’s one of those typical Scandinavian Simplicity-design things, but it is about half what I paid for my own oil pump so that’s pretty cheap and tempting!  

OBH Nordica oil/vinegar spray

Model me?

A friend has asked me to catwalk for her fashion project.

Holy crap!

                     

  

Let’s just say it took me completely by surprise. Let’s just say I have a few complexes about my appearance. I broke my nose twice (Don’t want plastic surgery because the thought of what they actually *do* to your body is completely creeping me out) I have the awful droopy upper eyelids that run in my grandmother’s family where about half her blood relatives have had them done (Geez, thanks for the genetic crap, grandma) And I absolutely hate my fat deposits that refuses to go away. For the last 1½ year or so I’ve been heavy for being me.

Yea, I absolutely can’t see myself as model material.

                      

                      

Although I really, really can’t understand why she asked me, I said yes.

Of course I had to ask what would be done to my hair but luckily she said I could do it myself! Phew!

So I’m thinking I would do something like this:

     

   

The majority of it down but still with some cool braided parts to keep it collected and out of my face.

What do you all think? 

The humpback disguise

Say you’re in the middle of doing a heavy oiling because today is a day where you’re going nowhere. Suddenly you realise you’re out of something that you need.

What do you do? 

Your hair is in a Nodosaurus (Ankylosaurus without the club)

Do you undo your heavy oiling so you can pass for normal out in public or do you try to disguise the weird lump down your back?

Allow me to introduce the humpback disguise!

The Nodosaurus in action: Hair marinating in 2/3 olive oil and 1/3 argan. The braid has been hooked up into itself before being bagged and bandaged.

(Glasses= Igor did not plan to leave the house today)

Now find a nice, tight shirt and slip it over to compress the stump to your back.

     

Next slip your baggiest sweater over (Stealing one from your guy might be a good idea). Go for a hoodie if the bag and/or bandage are going up high.

And ta-dah, no one will be the wiser!

Creepy hair comment

I just remembered this story and posted it in the Hair comments in the real world-thread on UTT and figured I would share it here too. This encounter is some years old but its still weird, funny and kind of creepy.

I struck up a conversation with a woman in my workplace and she started asking questions about my hair: How long it is, how I wash it etc etc. 

After a few questions and answers she then asked if it was ever loose.I replied that no, it wasn’t but that wasn’t because of the length but my total lack of natural parting.She then stated “So its pretty much only ever down when you wash it? 

I nodded, yes.She got a funny look on her face. “So it’s only your boyfriend who ever sees it down.” She said. 

She then winked, grinned at me and walked away. It took me a few minutes to figure out she must have thought it was some sort of sexual and/or possibly religious thing between my boyfriend and I. 

 Ew!!!  

By then I really wanted to chase her down and explain it to her but I guess that would go under "The lady doth protest too much, methinks."  

I still shiver at the memory, but I guess it says more about how her twisted mind works than what kind of relationship I had with my then boyfriend and my hair!

I guess it’s a good thing I seem to radiate Fark Off or I would probably have more weird and creepy stories like this to tell! 

Long hair on men in fashion?

Well, I suppose when I write “long” I mean about shoulder length which is usually considered long to everyone else but is rather short if you’re in the longhair circuit.

It seems I’m seeing more and more longhaired men wearing their hair in a knot.

I absolutely approve of this trend!

The dominant style seems to be slightly choppy/layered shoulder length hair in a ponytail pulled half through and halfway bunned so the result is slightly messy and more like a knot. Without a handful of glossy gel, it leans more to a warrior knot than that slicked 80es drug dealer-look.

It really reminds me of some ancient warrior’s hair: Rugged and hard to tame so it’s swept back in the sturdiest style they have at hand. The dark haired versions I’ve seen so far has a definite look of samurai top knot to them. The lighter versions reminds me more of a half made Suebian knot. But since it’s kept relatively short (Haven’t yet spotted any guy wearing a knot that would have longer than top of shoulder blade-length hair) and low in the back of the head it doesn’t cross over in Sikh-territory. 


Hah, I’m not the only one who realised it’s a trend: Link, link and link. 


I see there is some controversy on calling it “buns”. I suggest “knot” instead of bun. At least on what I have seen being popular around me; it really isn’t a fully formed bun.

Never dated one though. I had my eyes on one once: Tall, intelligent, interesting and funny IT engineer student with mid back length blonde hair. But at the time I was in another relationship. When we broke up, the long haired guy had just cut his hair! It was the only time I ever found myself being disappointed or annoyed that someone had cut their hair.

Since I at that time was at a university in Denmark that produced various forms of engineers, I was surrounded by tall, intelligent, interesting and funny engineering students with blonde hair. The long haired guy stood out. Then he cut it. Meh, it’s not my place to judge people for what they do to their hair, but I was still disappointed that day.

Of course it wasn’t the hair I was interested in, but shortly after I found myself in a relationship with a different tall, intelligent, interesting and funny IT engineer who was going bald but still had short blonde hair.


Here is some eye candy for everyone: Sites dedicated solely to men with long hair!
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Well, boring blah-blah aside, I definitely approve of this trend and I definitely approve of longhaired men! Yum.

Wants and random hair chatter

I have injured my right shoulder somehow. It’s very mysterious! I woke up to being unable to lift my right arm upwards and back and unable to rotate my hand inwards while stretching out (Aka the pouring motion I did with my milk for my cereal)

Of course my question is: How the hell did I manage to do that in my sleep??

Since I’m dominantly right-handed this means no gym and no deep conditioning for me today, yikes!

Window-shopping to cheer myself up?

   

    

Pretty Anntoinet’s has two new loc covers that I find myself eyeing. The olive would be a horrible choice for my colouring, but the solid black one…? Hmm.

     

    

New beanies too in burgundy and grey. I do wear a lot of grey so maybe I should treat myself to one of those too?

    

     

Maybe a few headbands to go with that?

     

   

I tried to help with a Flexi 8 sizing question on Facebook and found myself thinking about getting a few extra large ones to hold my Figure 8 buns. My megaflexies are really too big to hold the bun as stabile as I would like.

Of course my problem with the Flexies is (Other than the fact that they have been really rude to me) that it’s hard to judge the quality of the beads online. For instance, when looking at the XL page they have two clips right next to each other that I have previously owned or currently owned: The Native inspired filigree with jade heart beadwork.

    

   

and the Lovely circle stone-set in emerald green with matching bead. 

    

   

Online they look about the same but in real life there is a huge difference. The second one looks completely cheap and almost childlike with plastic beads where the first one has stones that look like real, actual gemstones and not just plastic.

The prettiest Flexi I’ve ever encountered is the Intricate soaring butterfly with purple-iris metallic beads but that one really doesn’t look impressive online either. In real life it has a metallic kind of sheen on the beads that looks really stunning.

Its fun to window shop… However think my next hairtool purchase will be at Quattro. 

I never got a hair fork to work for me before, but I have the feeling that the skinny, yet strong Ron Quattro forks might do the trick for me. Ordinary forks are too thick and don’t offer the flexibility I need to force two “sticks” through my buns while remaining parallel.

Besides, I really need more Hubby Safe ™ hair tools! When I say Hubby Safe ™ I mean something my moronic hubby won’t poke himself in the face or eyes on. He has the memory of a moth when it comes to remembering I have sharp objects in my hair.

    

     

Unpleasant revelations

I’d like to take a short break from the usual hair-chatter and talk about something that has been on my mind for a long time.

Hubby and I have been dieting for at least a year now. We both have a real case of “relationship gut” and haven’t been able to get it to go away.

I’ve always been on the skinny side. As a child I was fit-skinny and later as a student and even later when working flabby-skinny from too much time spent stationary. I have small bones and am built to be slender like everyone else in my mothers’ side of the family.

When I met hubby I quickly packed on about 10 kg. The first 5 was a good thing though since I had gotten too skinny, but the rest went to all the bad places.

I have a really narrow window where I feel happy with my body and I look harmonious: 55 to 58 kg. Below my hipbones and chest bones start poking out (My lowest as an adult was less than 52 kg) above that and extra fat goes to love handles and upper thighs, nowhere else.

Anyways.

When hubby and I realised how much weight we had both gained and how unhappy it made us both, we started training and going on diets. Nothing really had an impact though. Even when I went to the gym almost religiously, my fat reserves stayed the same; I just gained some muscles and endurance. It was really discouraging!

After a year of training and on/off dieting, we still hadn’t gotten our old bodies back.

Fast forward to last week.

Hubby and I have the arrangement that he pays our bills using his net bank. Then I match the amount and put it in a wallet in cash. We were supposed to use that as a food wallet and be able to live off that for the month, but we had problems with it for a long time.

Last week we found the food wallet completely empty, not even two weeks into the month!

We naturally assumed we had accidentally dropped some money or had taken some cash out of it for something non-food and forgotten to put it back. So we started going through our paper trash for the receipts we could find and doing the math.

Even though we couldn’t find all the receipts, it spoke its own clear language:

We had been getting groceries at least once a day.

And we had been buying “extra” crap every single time!

There is was, clear as day in black and white why we weren’t losing weight: A bag of chips, cookies, an ice-cream cake, a bag of liquorish, chocolate… On every single purchase, no matter how small, we had bought some extra goodie for us. Hubby added it all up and found we had spent over a quarter of the food wallet money on candy, cakes and chips!

This was why we had used up the food wallet money and this was exactly why we weren’t losing weight!

With all the training and all the dieting we had done, we had still brought home unhealthy crap food day in day out to undo all our work.

It was such an unpleasant revelation that this was exactly why we didn’t get any results. I guess we both felt like wanting to “spoil” each other and cosy up with some goodies and it completely slipped our minds how much we were ruining with it.

Now I feel like my grandmother who always whined how she couldn’t lose any weight no matter what she did or ate, and I always mentally rolled my eyes at her and wanted to tell her that was physically, chemically and biologically impossible! 

How could we both have been so blind? So much in denial of the hundreds of calories extra we ate every single day? How much money we had spent on crap?

At least the revelation was so shocking that I think it has efficiently cured us of such bad habits.

Thanks for listening! And let’s now get back to the hair-chatter…