I'm pretty pleased with the new 'do! I have managed to style it on my own a couple of times, which equals big win, and it's way cooler (in the sense of temperature) than my previous length, which was long enough to be on my neck but too short to throw back into a ponytail. So I'm happy! And Stinger is happy, too; he loves short hair on me. I'm not sure why I keep going through these cycles of growing it out again. Maybe just to torture him.

Anyway, here's the pic. Please ignore the insanely mess and disorganized garage in the background.It doesn't look exactly like this when I do it. I'm still working out how to best use the flat iron my stylist conned me into buying. But I'm having fun with it! And managed not to look like an idiot at my oldest friend's wedding over the weekend. So, bonus! More on the wedding and our trip to my old Virginia stomping grounds later this week. Got to get to work.

Posted by Louisa Edwards at 10:16 AM 9 comments  

Labels: fashion, Virginia

My sort of in-between-not-bob has been annoying me lately, and luckily, I have a haircut scheduled for this afternoon! I think something exciting may occur. Something along the lines of Alisan Lohman's short, sassy 'do:These are the pics I'm taking with me to the salon; not that my stylist, sweet as she is, has ever shown much aptitude for duplicating a hairstyle from an image, but I live in hope. We'll see what happens.

Posted by Louisa Edwards at 9:25 AM 8 comments  

Labels: fashion

My oldest friend in the world is getting married in two weeks. We met the first day of nursery school, when she comforted me after my mom left, and were inseparable for many years after that. We've kept in touch amazingly well (mostly due to her, she's awesome at that) and now I'm doing a reading at her wedding. (The reading is another blog for another day. I'm supposed to write something about love. To read in front of people. Because I'm such an expert. o_O)

So of course, the age old question--what will I wear? I'm apparently considered part of the bridal party, and will walk down the aisle (aka the cement pathway that leads to her dad's old Virginia farmhouse, where the wedding is taking place) so I must conform to the wedding colors. Which are? Black and white. Bride wearing a gorgeous white dress with a black sash--bridesmaids (and me) wearing little black dresses. Now, my hard and fast wedding rule was Never Wear Black, but as we all know, the bride's wishes supersede all rules, so I dutifully ordered about seven dresses to try. Five were eliminated easily, but the final two are really hard to choose between. Both are flattering on me, both are short and short-sleeves (essential for an outdoor June wedding in Virginia) and both should travel well.

Obviously, I need your help to decide which is more wedding appropriate. One is slightly sexier (read: shows more cleavage) and the other feels slightly less dressy. Here they are:Note: The first dress is not as demure on me as it is on Miss Ironing Board Model up there. But it's not obscene, either.

So what do we think?

Posted by Louisa Edwards at 3:27 PM 7 comments  

Labels: fashion