I wear yoga pants more often than I should admit to. How cliché, right? But seriously, I will often go from sun up to sun down in workout gear, then switch into my pajamas. I blame it on my unruly, thick hair. Huh? Well, I guess I feel that unless I’m going to do something decent with my hair, why even try with clothes and make-up?
I know, I know. David is a lucky man.
Half a whole wheat bagel, onion and chive cream cheese, avocado slices and one egg. Tea on the side.
Well yesterday I desperately needed a haircut. Since I knew this meant skipping a morning workout, I actually put on jeans, boots and a little make up. Even with the rat nest on my head, I felt pretty good about myself.
I had to try a new salon and it was an incredible experience. A long scalp massage, warm towels for my hands and an aroma-therapy treatment (3 sniffs of an oil??) made me feel ultra-pampered. I marveled at Elysa’s ability to tame my mane.
I walked out of there feeling more put together than I have in months. From there on, everything about the day just went right. I’ll fully admit that your super sweet comments on instagram and twitter helped to inflate my head a bit. Thanks for that.
Once home, I decided to whip up a special lunch.
Grilled portobello mushroom sandwich with tomato, onion, spinach and herbed goat cheese. Spinach and romaine salad on the side.
Then things just kept rolling.
Toasted pumpkin bread with butter and toasted pumpkin seeds.
…Another slice was consumed with peanut butter.
Nap time allowed me enough time to nail the creation of a delicious pumpkin pie spiced pumpkin seeds recipe.
Then Hailey woke up in the silliest of moods. Our afternoon at Barnes and Noble was full of giggles, book reading and lego-building… and post-nap hair that I didn’t fix. I guess I wanted my hair to keep the spotlight and I just can’t compete with toddler cuteness.
Even the sky seemed to show off its skills yesterday.
Or maybe with my new ‘do, I was just seeing sunshine everywhere I went.
My friend, Jeff, sent over some fresh goodies from his farm, which sealed the deal that yesterday was pretty much the best day ever.
PS- Please notice the single asparagus stalk. He said it was all that grew. Haha.
Hailey stayed in great mood until bedtime, then I made dinner for David and me.
Lemony Tomato Herb Scallops with sour dough and a simple side salad.
(to finish up this WIAW)
I finally changed into pajamas, but the good feeling remained. As I kicked my feet up on the couch I wondered what it is about good hair that can seriously make a day so sweet.
Do people with naturally gorgeous hair feel fantastic at all times?
Does this mean I need to suck it up and learn how to really blow dry my hair without relying on a straightener?
…am I really willing to set aside an hour of my day to get the hair results I want?
No, probably not. But it was a good reminder that a little bit of effort in appearance can make a big difference in my psyche.
What do you think?
Is there truly magic in the power of a good hair day?
What can make you feel just a little bit better about yourself?