Pretty in Plaid
I went to get my hair cut today with Sean James, Hairstylist to the Stars, and luminary in his own right of viral internet videos made by me. Sean was in top form today, sporting a pair of plaid Levi skinny pants that he says he hasn’t worn since high school. He paired the pants with a preppy v-neck sweater, dress shirt, tie, and his signature kicky boots. He admitted to being worried about his fashion choices this morning; now, I’m not a fashion expert, but I think he looked pretty awesome. So I made him pose for some photos and made a collage. I also don’t know anybody other than Sean who can pull off this kind of an outfit. I’m pretty sure Kanye West would try, but he’d fail. Also, let’s not forget that Kanye West is a douchebag.
We chit chatted while he and his assistant, Katy, put highlights in my hair. Oh, I’m sorry–you thought my hair was naturally blonde? Silly. Well, OK, technically, it is naturally dirty blonde, but those bits that are kind of icy Kim-Novak-platinum? Those are Sean’s work, not nature’s. Anyway, it turns out that Sean has started his own blog! So now’s the part where I tell you all to go over and say hi to Sean and give him a warm welcome to the blogosphere. Among the other things we discussed was Sean’s inclusion in this month’s InStyle as one of the top beauty product experts, a huge, full-feature article in Colorist, a trade magazine for stylists, as well as styling Jamie Pressly’s hair for the cover of Redbook this month.
We decided to cut my hair like Heidi Klum’s, which is to say a few inches shorter, with lots of long layers. The end result actually is pretty Heidi-Klum-ish–but the hair, sadly, is where the resemblance ends. When we were discussing whether I was willing to go with shorter hair, I answered that I was game for anything, just as long as the hair was still long enough to balance out, you know, the body. I think it’s fair to say that Heidi Klum doesn’t have to worry about that kind of thing.
As it happened, I shared the salon (Frank Studio) with Molly Ringwald, which would have been pretty much the most exciting thing that could ever have happened to me. If I were 11. As it was, it was still kind of cool, in a retro way. I wanted to take a picture of her, you know, all stealth-like, but Sean talked me down. I suppose it would have been somewhat unprofessional, for him, anyway–for me, it would have just been potentially stalkerish and rude. So, I don’t have a picture, but I can tell you that Molly is pregnant, and is apparently involved in some new show. And she gets “glossy” color that is “almost not even like color at all” in her hair (according to her stylist, who is not Sean).
All in all, it was a successful visit . . . enough to hold me over until I get all dolled up for BlogHer in July. Only sort of kidding.