Hair - Raising Resolution

I'm having a bit of trouble uploading a couple of posts, since my internet has gone all of a bit funny.

While I'm trying to sort them out, editing and re-arranging and formatting, I thought I'd remind you of this post, where I talked about doing a Waist Length for 2012 challenge. Not sure if the blog author remembers it, but one of the original participants, Nikole of Moptop Maven, is doing her own challenge about healthy hair resolutions for 2011.

Aiming for Mid Back Length by the end of next year, I'm definitely taking part (Number 243 in the comments section)!

Do you have any plans for your hair in the new year?

Merry Christmas Eve!
A.s.t

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Ginger-ism

One of The Bro's friend's was over today.

There is usually one of them in our abode at any given time.

So, I walk into the room, feeling my twist out, when he looks at me and, in mild disgust, he says
"I hear you're dating a ginger."

The Bro explained: "He hates ginger people."

I looked at the Bro's friend, whom The Bro and the other friends refer to as 'The Ginge'.

Uh.

I didn't really know what to say to that.

Like, should I have joked "Wow, looking in the mirror in the mornings must be a real nightmare"?!

WHAT DO YOU SAY TO THAT?!

(For my lovely international audience, who may not be aware, the British have a habit of calling red headed people 'ginger.' I don't know why - ginger is golden coloured, isn't it?)

So I just scratched my head and said "Uhhhhhhhh..........okay?"

I think that maybe he was taking Tim Minchin's advice to a bit of an extreme.

Simply Confused,

A.s.t.

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Monday Mission - Sharing is Caring!

Since sharing is caring, and it's the Christmas season and Home Alone is going to be on TV,  I thought I'd share a couple of my favourite, non-hair related blogs that I don't really mention here.

I just stalk them.

Quietly.

Stealthily.

Like a ninja.

If you now have an image in your head of a ninja with an afro puff, I'm sorry.

I always try and link to blogs I love, but there are others that I may not have the chance to link to, simply because my random ramblings don't head in that direction

So I'm sharing, in case anyone out there is interested.

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Since my addiction simply won't let up, when I want all the up to date news on the K-actors, K-drama, I adore Dramabeans - the two main contributors, girlfriday and javabeans, on the My Girlfriend is a Gumiho K-Drama recaps, made me literally laugh out loud and screech in hysterics at their reviews of each episode and character analysis. They also help in explaining how certain aspects of Korean culture further and encourage the plot and character development.

I want to be their friend, eat kogi with them and discuss the latest happenings in K-drama land.

I attempted to write a (brief) recap for the first episode of this new K-drama I've started and it has given me a new found respect for what they do.

As well as making me swear to myself never to do it for an entire series, lest I die of exhaustion.

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The blogger behind Grosgrain Fabulous is incredibly inspiring - I think I've read through her entire archive and my favourite dress that she has made has to be this asymmetrical Streamer Frock that she did for a giveaway, but there's so many others as well. 
She also did an Embellish Knit Month theme, where she'd get a knitted item and alter and embellish it to make it look completely different, and gave tutorials as well (She doesn't always do them for her usual sewing items). She also linked to the incredible WWEPW ('What would Emma Pillsbury Wear?') site that, as a major Gleek, I really love.  As soon as I repair the sewing machine, get over my fears of sewing thread, learn how to sew, and get the time...I may attempt to make a dress.

Maybe.

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For some pure cuteness factor, I head over to My Milk Toof. It's about two milk teeth called Lardee and ickle and they're simply adorable. Usually, each post is made up of still pictures that depict a simple story. There are captions underneath each photo that show you what ickle or Lardee is saying in the picture. Because I can't do anything by halves, I read the entire archive in a day. The work that the artist who does the blog puts into each post is incredible, and it's so well done.
The one I love for the 'awww' factor is Up and Away.

No, wait, 'Spelunking' is awesome.

But 'Toof Cleaning' is great too!

I should move on.
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As well as all my leisurely readings, I have a little folder named 'Lifestyle', and in it is Fabulously Broke in  the City - which is basically a twenty something Canadian woman talking about finance and how she got herself out of $60,000 worth of debt in two years.
I'm not the most money jargon savvy person, but fortunately, she also sometimes writes on more subjective elements: Why her brother is Mr. Jones, what a study said about weight affecting pay, comparing university tuition fees in different countries and different monetary scams that people may get sucked into.

As a university student who has no desire to marinade in debt for too long, it's incredibly useful to me, but it's also fascinating from a  feminist view-point.

Her reflections on attitudes to money are insightful too - and far, far too easy to relate to, such as this one about what people tell themselves to allow themselves to buy.

Plus FB, the blogger, is very straightforward about what's she's saying, which I really appreciate considering the topic matter.

And I'm the kind of person that usually needs things spelt out for her.

In really big letters.

No more than five letters per word, please.
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There is a woman in the U.S.A. She is known as the Pioneer Woman. I have no idea how I stumbled upon her blog this year, but I then spent the next two days reading all, forty-something chapters of her Black Heels to Tractor Wheels series epic that detailed how she'd met her husband.

I briefly thought about doing a similar thing for The Wonder Thing and I.

But since the first time we met involves a football match, a remote control, The TV show Skins, Luke Pasqualino and my bosom area, I didn't think it'd be *ahem* appropriate for now.

Why did I just mention my bosom on this blog?

I don't know.

I guess it just felt right.

Back to the topic at hand - as well as her life on the ranch, she also blogs (extensively, thank goodness!) about food, and was also were I first picked up some tips for photography. It'd be useful if I had a decent camera, but my phone and I can continue to pretend for now. Also, her giveaways are ridiculous.
I'm going to stop now. All this gushing is embarrassing.

But if you have any other blogs you'd like to recommend, please do - especially if they're your own!

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Homecoming

On the news, all you hear people talk about is the weather. Snow, snow, everywhere.

This was one of the trains I had to get to go home.

You can't see very clearly (since I was being merrily dragged along by The Wonder Thing) but there is snow on the front from whence the train came.

And where it is going, there is also snow.

Where I got off, there was no snow.

There is still no snow.

Ah, well.

It's good to be home.

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Christmas Meal Twist and Curl.

This was a dry set, but I was pretty impressed with how it turned out.

So I put my hair into medium sized twists all over my head. I didn't part, because it was only a set, so I didn't need neatness. I didn't really used a holding product (since I don't really have one..?)

It took me about 45 minutes to do my entire head, but that's because I had cheated and tried to do flat twists on one side the night before. They actually inspired the set, since I liked the way they looked when I tried to take them out and came out like this:

Then I got some neon coloured flexi-rods and rolled the ends of my twists on them, so that faced inwards and downwards, rather than upwards and outwards.

Neon coloured flexi-rods make everything ten times as fun.

It may not be a concrete fact yet, but it will be!

Then I tied on a satin scarf and a hat and ran off to class for a couple of hours.

Then I came back and took off the flexi-rods.

Whoa. Spirally much?

I took down the twists...

...and then I split the twists, to give my hair more volume, and then gently put my fingers in the dividing sections and gently massaged to minimise the appearance of sections.

Aw, man, totally didn't realise the attempted part of my flat twist was visible.

Then I tied and pinned in place a scarf that kind of matched my outfit and went out the door.

I may try this again in the future!

A.s.t

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Chat Up Lines

Every now and then, I like to attempt to chat up The Wonder Thing.

You know, to make him feel loved and wanted.

Though most of the time, he tends to laugh at my most noble of efforts.

The other day, I looked at him and rubbed his T-shirt between my thumb and finger.

I said to him, "Do you know what material this is?"

At this point, he cringed away from me protectively.

He anxiously replied, "Wha - what? No, what material is it? Are you allergic to it?"

Yeah. So. I has allergies.

I smiled angelically up at him. "Nooooo, I'm not allergic to it. I was just thinking...that this material? This is boyfriend material."

He looked at me.

He laughed and gave me a massive hug.

I'm not quite sure if I pulled or not.

I think I did?

Potentially Rejected,

A.s.t.

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Monday Mission - Know Thyself

Hi. I'm A Simple Thing.

And you're....er, You.

So, I'm guessing that we know who we are right now.

Cool.

However, sometimes we forget who we are and we allow other people to define us - telling us that our body looks wrong for our height/colour/age, that we're not the irregular side of tall/short, that if only our nose was smaller/less pointy/narrower we'd be so pretty, and that we shouldn't wear that thing, because we look so terrible in that colour it makes them want to tear their eyes out, so please would we do the world a service and take that hideous cardigan off and incinerate it?

The answer, in my case, is always no.

Because I like it. And it's warm.

I got into a 'discussion' (read: argument) with someone the other day over what was typical for certain types of people.

I said "Well, I don't fit any of those characteristics!"

To which they replied "To be honest, you're not really typical, are you?"

To which I say "Boo to you!" I'm typical for me.

And hopefully, you're typical for you.

Hopefully you know that being who you are is typical.

You know that when people tell you that because you're such and such, you should or shouldn't really be into this-and-that, it's not even worth gracing them with a reply.

We all have our similarities (especially considering that over 99% of your DNA is the same as any random person on the street) but allowing these similarities to restrict us in our (hopefully, legal) passions just doesn't make sense.

At this point, unless you lived a Jason Bourne life and your memories were erased, you should be getting to know yourself as a person quite well. And unless you live with Derren Brown, or your mother, there shouldn't really be anyone who knows you better than yourself.

If you know you enjoy it, don't let anyone else tell you different.

*Eats cake*

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