The final wig from Aussie arrived and I have to be honest, this was my favourite of all the wigs. Its pretty much the style I always want, but never can be bothered doing myself. This is partly because way way back when I were a lass, the Wife decided to curl my hair for our first year May Ball. She spent three hours curling it with a set of tongs, and I promptly destroyed it as soon as we got to the ball by going on one of those fairground rides that throws you about.
Here I am about an hour or so into it. Seeing these photos from 2003 are so strange now!
The wig came with a card:
So, armed with my surprisingly overflowing box of makeup (seriously, I barely wear make up and yet I have a TON), I tried to follow my brief (yeah, I’ve been watching too much Chuck. If you’ve seen the latest episode: OMG WTF BBQ WHAT.)
What do you think? (Alex saw me with all this make up on and was like “I think I prefer you without make up”. I’m taking that as a compliment. I think.)
I’m off to a salon tomorrow with Laura to get my hair styled – this is why we’ve been sent the wigs to let us see how we look with a totally different style. What shall I get though? The black bob? The brown flicks? Stay red? Go back to blonde? Something else? Help!