I recently discovered a bunch of video clips from my very first digital camera, circa 2004. These clips pretty much represent my experience at the College of Charleston. Sail, drink, sail, drink.
I went to class once in a while too.
It's fun to revisit the southern living time of my life.
I'm teaching myself how to use hot rollers by putting them in once a day for a week.
Day 2
Did a test run yesterday... but didn't document. But, I will be documenting my progress from now on.
Basically, I just want to have big hair whenever i want.
I need to work on wrapping the ends of my hair onto the rollers.
Practice makes permanent.
Day 3
Good news: I'm improving.
The mist of hair spray on each strand before rolling does wonders.
Goal: Shirley-fucking-temple curls.
I'm pretty sure that my one week intensive will result in the skillz needed to effortlessly go big whenever the mood strikes me. Don't worry Virginia, I'm not trying to put you out of business, I still need your expertise.
P.S.
If you miss me I blog on my Tumblr blog 2-3 times a day, too. My most recent post can be found in the side bar, under the quail feed.
I've decided that no matter what I end up doing in my life, I make it a point to hang out with kids, at least once a month. What a blast it is to experience young minds. I'm so lucky.
Hot Damn!
A few thanks are in order.
First to quick like a bunny Mr. James, for answering my plea for a renewal of my flickr account! You made my friggin day. Really.
Second to my mysterious Canadian friend who got me this book from my Amazon wishlist.
And a third thank you to Bliss, who taught me a very important lesson: If I want something, all I need to do is ask.
