Like a fat kid loves cake ...Monday, August 08, 2011
My lil' brother-in-law (actually, he's not so little ... he's like 6'5") got married this weekend! On Saturday afternoon he said "I do" to the love of his life in a beautiful stone chapel downtown. The wedding was lovely and despite my nerves of standing up at the front of the church and doing a scripture reading, I was thrilled to be a part of the celebration. I have a new sister-in-law who lives just down the street from me and I just know that we're going to be super close for the rest of our lives. We're both very fortunate to be married to two of the most handsome boys in town and to be part of such a big, wonderful family. ;)
My mother-in-law surprised me a few weeks ago by giving me the cash to get my hair done for the special event. My original plan was to just battle my locks on my own with my crummy curling iron, but this idea sounded WAY better. I found a picture of Blake Lively in a recent issue of Glamour and asked the stylist if she could recreate a similar french twist on me (I also asked her if she could give me Blake's make-up and body, but no dice). During the whole "do' creation process", I couldn't see what the back of my head looked like. But, judging by all the people that stopped by her styling station and started taking pictures, I knew it was at least looking half-way decent.
I've never had a formal up-do before and was beyond thrilled with the results. With minimal teasing, my stylist created the illusion of a much thicker head of hair than I was originally blessed with. Holding a mirror up to gaze at the back of the finished product, I knew that even if I stuttered or fell over during my scripture reading, at least my hair would look good.